Nick angrily watched the Swan Girl who had given him a spectacular suplex as Yelena "bailed" him out of the Punisher's Office.
The Prince of the Peace Hotel glared at Frank, whose eye bags were pronounced. "Come on, man. This isn't fair. I'm the victim here.
"Those girls are all crazy. I just reminded her to keep her priorities straight, and she looked like she wanted to kill me."
Frank looked at his hapless son and sighed. "Maybe you should've phrased it differently instead of emphasizing how much her butt was swaying."
Nick glanced at Mindy, who was just as indignant beside him. "I was telling the truth. That girl's wearing her uniform like it's a fashion statement. It's an insult to girls like Mindy. Ow..."
Unable to watch Frank get riled up by his idiot son any longer, Bourne grabbed Mindy, who was beating the tar out of Nick, kicked Nick in the butt, and drove them both out of the Punisher's Office. Then he looked at the exhausted Frank and said, "I think you really need a nanny. Otherwise, your son's going to wear you down until you're nothing but skin and bones.
"Breastfeeding and Dragon Bone Wine are a criminal combination. Stark still hasn't recovered, and that idiot Duke has lost thirty pounds in a year just so his wife can stay in shape.
"Those little things are the bane of tough guys and the downfall of dads..."
Bourne listened to the commotion inside the school building, looking a little worried. He hesitated, then said, "This year's a little different. What do you think we should do?
"I've had six complaints in the past hour. Do those parents not know we don't take 'emergency calls'?"
Frank wearily shook his head. "Ignore them. They'll figure out in a