"Walter Constantine, is this even scientifically possible?
That guy just drew a door on the glass and walked right through it!"
Tony Stark was about to speak when Deadpool stole his line. He grabbed Constantine by the arm, looking incredibly excited.
"Shut up, Wade. You're already the least scientific thing here."
Constantine took two steps back and instinctively hid behind Deadpool.
"JARVIS, run a physical scan..."
Tony's expression was grave, and he spoke rapidly.
"Sir, based on the material and texture, it is indeed a red wooden door.
Furthermore, I haven't detected any high-energy reactions from him."
JARVIS had the results in just a few seconds.
"Don't worry. I'm only here today to invite you and Constantine to my solo concert."
Loki pulled out two cards and tossed them toward Tony. But Tony cautiously stayed put, watching them fall to the ground.
Deadpool, however, didn't care about any of that. He strode forward, bent down, and picked up the cards. Ignoring Tony's glare, he launched into a round of criticism.
"Hey, these cards are designed way too tackily!
Anyone with even a little taste wouldn't make them this ugly!"
"Wade, what would you do with them?"
Constantine asked curiously from behind him.
"Oh... I think the VIP letters on the back are too small. If it were up to me, I'd make them three times bigger and spin them 360 degrees to make them more impressive!"
After waiting a moment, Constantine asked in confusion, "...That's it?"
Deadpool blinked, his voice flat.
"Uh, I'd also draw a bullet on the back for a bit of artistic flair."
So... that's all?
Deadpool... damn, I really overestimated you!
Constantine covered his face, utterly speechless.
Tony's mouth twitched too. He cursed under his breath.
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