Salomon had unilaterally declared that tight short dresses were the greatest invention in the world.
Yoga pants might rank up there too, but the exact ranking depended on what Bayonetta was wearing that day, or what Salomon had torn again. His mood was far lighter than that of the Avengers, who were stuck in the mud. Steve Rogers and Tony Stark's questioning had not truly affected his mood—his anger was real, but it could at most make him frown. It was nowhere near enough to make him fly into a real rage. He had thrown them off the Helicarrier only because he was about to open a portal, send the Cross Rose Helicarrier to London, and carry out the reservation he had made earlier: a full day of luxury shopping and fine dining for the girls of the Sisterhood.
Those were delicacies the Helicarrier's kitchen still could not provide. After all, space aboard the Helicarrier was limited, and even ingredient prep had to be done at the base. Salomon was not trying to complain. The construction crew had already done their best. He just wanted to beat to death whoever had cooked his pasta! He had never eaten anything so disgusting. That lump of pasta was on par with Mammon's foul-smelling farts! Where had Stephanie found a chef who could not even cook pasta?
"Next week on News Frontline: we will discuss the consequences caused by the Avengers during the Sokovia conflict, as well as the region's current relief efforts. In fact, many new faces appeared during this conflict. According to insider reports, the portion of Sokovia that rose into the sky vanished without explanation. Reporters learned from local residents that they witnessed an extremely horrifying sight on the day of the conflict. Experts have not ruled out the possibility