Alvin, Stark, and Osborn, three titans, arrived at Jurassic World Park aboard a fishing boat, taking their time and treating the trip like a leisurely outing.
Alvin had realized the benefit of owning so many businesses: wherever he went, someone seemed to be there to welcome him.
Still, the person who had come to greet him today was a little unexpected...
Alvin tossed the fishing boat's key to a middle-aged staff member standing on the dock, then fished a few large bills out of Osborn's pocket and pressed them into his hand. Smiling, he said, "Buddy, there's a bigeye tuna on the boat. It took a bit of work to haul it in.
"Could you get someone to take it to the hotel kitchen? I'll treat everyone to some fresh fish.
"Oh, don't mind Stark and Osborn. Those two are my defeated opponents, so they're not in the best of moods right now."
As he spoke, Alvin patted the staff member's shoulder. The man was beaming. Then Alvin turned to T'Challa, who was standing on the dock. After a moment's hesitation, he went over and shook the king of Wakanda's hand. "What brings a king out here to wait?"
T'Challa smiled, the corners of his mouth pressed together. "Perhaps he needs to welcome another king."
Alvin looked around theatrically, then smiled. "In that case, I won't keep you from greeting your guest..."
T'Challa smiled and shook his head, letting out a helpless sigh. "Alvin, are we still friends?
"I could use some advice..."
Alvin saw the conflict in T'Challa's eyes. He hesitated, then nodded. "Then let's get a drink. I'm not a good adviser, but I'm a decent listener.
"I can tell you've already made up your mind. You just aren't sure whether you're doing the right thing.
"I'm no