“Great. Thanks, Sherlock Holmes, for the input. What should we do with this? Huh? Hang it in the SHIELD lunch room?” He turned around to face Syke and angrily motioned towards it. “Where did I go wrong?”
“Do you have a bat? Unless it was sent by Hydra and is actually full of real snakes, I think we should just go for it,” she suggested. “No, you went very right. I’d love for someone to bring me a thing I can whack and get candy. Who do you think it’s from?”
