"Kid, I bet he's got gourmet oil cans." Yeah, he didn't know what that joke meant, but he was going to roll right with it.
Val returned with a very bemused rickshaw driver, and Eliot told Jack to brace himself while he lifted him up into the seat. Val went to fetch the other limbs and Eliot leaned over to give the driver directions.
"Head for Stark's," he said. He looked to the horizon, which was only just turning pink. ". . . Stop by the Perk on the way."
Tony would kill him if he showed up at dawn with a dismembered cyborg and no caffeine.
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Date: 2018-12-29 04:57 am (UTC)Val returned with a very bemused rickshaw driver, and Eliot told Jack to brace himself while he lifted him up into the seat. Val went to fetch the other limbs and Eliot leaned over to give the driver directions.
"Head for Stark's," he said. He looked to the horizon, which was only just turning pink. ". . . Stop by the Perk on the way."
Tony would kill him if he showed up at dawn with a dismembered cyborg and no caffeine.