“Yeah, that’s actually classified under S.H.I.E.L.D. servers. And I don’t really feel like losing my job.”

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“Yeah, that’s actually classified under S.H.I.E.L.D. servers. And I don’t really feel like losing my job.”
“really – ? wow you, uh - you weren’t kidding.”
“No, I didn’t get my bow from Dick’s Sporting Goods.. Seriously?”
“it’s not techincally fire, i guess – ” he shrugged, waving a hand through the flames atop his head, “more uh, mystic energy - ? does that answer your question?”
“Jonathan! Jonathan!” Gabby shouted at her running wolverine before she turned to the person next to her. “Are you gonna just stand there or are you gonna help me grab him?!”
Steven was clearly a little timid as he held his hand up to attempt to interject the stranger in front of him. “Hiya! Yes, terribly sorry.. I just.. can’t help but feel like I’m interrupting something here.”
he paused, eyeing the item in the other’s hands, “–– fancy a trade?”
“no, sorry –– spiderman can’t come to the phone right now. spiderman’s tired. spiderman needs a nap.”