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"Good evening, I'm Agent Coulson, you are?"

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grumpytechnopath has been spotted
"Good evening, I'm Agent Coulson, you are?"
Lunch Break
Lunch break was always one of the most interesting times of the day for Norrin Radd. As the Silver Surfer, there was never a need to eat, and the desire to do so slipped away the more time passed. There had been a time when he considered the practice alien to the point of nearly being repulsive. Yet today, he found himself sitting in a diner, enjoying a sandwich, and wearing a white polo with his first name tagged to it. It was stark contrast to being the harbinger of death to a billion worlds.
He had largely forgotten what food tasted like by this point in his life and was eager to try something different each day he had a moment off from work. Today's was the fourth sandwich he'd had, but he felt it important to discover what difference mayonnaise made when coupled with ham.
This was about the time most of the other townsmen got off for break themselves, and already the rush hour seemed to be beginning. The diner usually filled with the faces and voices of practically half the people in Broxton, even though that wasn't too many people in relativity. In a few minutes, he presumed he would be back in the kitchen, struggling to keep up with orders. No different than serving Galactus, he thought with the faintest hint of humor.
+ grumpytechnopath
Oh, hello there. Can I help you with anything?
Bloody--where the HELL are you all coming from?
And why are you here so late?
"A technopath? Really? That is pretty...." Eli searched for the word. Fascinating? Impressive? Decidedly dangerous, in her case, but she wasn't really worried. "Fantastic, actually. How powerful are you?" Eli asked, flashing him a genuine smile, curiosity burning bright in her eyes.
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"That's a lot ..."
"Anyway. Just call me Tony. What do you need?"
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"Hello. I'm Agent Barton. How can I help you?"