Marie Claire was just appalled to the point of being speechless. What on earth had these people been taught? She briefly thought about going ahead and handing over her 'brief history of the Avengers' dossier to clarify that yes, they HAD had some really shitty and awful and terrifying things go down on their home turf (once in the dining room even) but she thought better of it. These people would probably think murderous rampages by evil clones and a dimension hopping Mandarin on crack were puppies and kittens.
What she did know was that she simply wanted to collect Stevie and go home, trouble these folks no more and just call it a day. Except her shoulder really freaking hurt.
"So while we're deciding whether or not I'm Kang, can I please get a Tylenol. Or whatever over the counter pain reliever you have here. Please?"
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