When Nick walked in wearing a red moose sweater, Strange snapped his fingers and said, "Hey, man, you look much more fashionable than the last one."
Nick paused and asked, "Who? The captain?"
"That's right. That red-and-green sweater of his was really something."
"I told him to choose between those two, and he picked the red-and-green one himself." Nick looked down, stretched out his sweater, glanced at its pattern, and said, "Honestly, I quite liked the one he was wearing."
"Were you using yourself as the model when you bought these clothes? Did you never consider what a disaster they'd be on white people?" Schiller stood up, took another glass from the cabinet, and poured Nick a drink as he spoke.
Nick walked over to the sofa and sat down. He shook his head and said casually, "It's fine. Other than me and the captain, no one will wear them anyway. Since no one else is wearing them, any color will do."
"I think it's because these old-fashioned colors were the cheapest. When you took them off the clothing factory's hands, they probably even paid you a disposal fee."
"Don't say that. This is the opening salvo of my winter reimbursement claims. If you hadn't called me over, I'd still be busy tallying twelve thousand Christmas presents per person..."
Then he turned to look at Loki on the sofa and asked, "This lady is...?"
"She's Loki."
"Oh..." Nick drew out the word. "Interesting."
"You're not surprised?" Strange asked.
"A little, but I can't comment. I'm the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. On sensitive matters involving gender and transgender people, I can only remain silent."
"Oh, please. Take the bug you hid on Steve's clothes off first, then say that." Schiller shot him a glance.
Nick waved his hand and said, "Supernatural incidents