New York Sanctum.
"Seriously, you really don't have a single cent left?"
Wong, dressed in Kamar-Taj sorcerer's robes, looked speechlessly at Stephen as he headed downstairs ahead of him.
With his hands in his pockets, Stephen stopped and shrugged.
"Attachment to material things is a betrayal of the spirit."
"I'll pass those words on to the clerk at the food shop later, so he'll only need to prepare spiritual nourishment for you."
Wong could not help rolling his eyes at Stephen's words. Then he fumbled through his pockets and smiled.
"Fortunately, I still have two hundred."
"Dollars?"
Stephen stopped walking.
"No, rupees."
Wong looked at a coin in his hand as he replied.
Stephen thought for a moment.
"Two hundred rupees—how much is that in dollars?"
"Uh, one fifty."
Wong smiled awkwardly.
Stephen's mouth twitched slightly.
"What would you two like to eat? My treat."
Just then, the Sanctum's doors were pushed open, and a handsome figure walked in with a smile.
Seeing him, Stephen and Wong both revealed pleasantly surprised smiles.
"Jerry, it's been a while since we last saw you. I didn't expect you to come visit us here."
Ever since the battle against Thanos on Knowhere had ended, Stephen had returned to Kamar-Taj to continue serving as the Sorcerer Supreme.
Unlike Tony and the others, who spent most of their time on Knowhere, Stephen, as the Sorcerer Supreme, was required to remain stationed at Kamar-Taj and the major Sanctums unless something major happened.
That way, should dimensional beings from other worlds invade, he could go provide support at any time.
As the center of this universe, Earth was also the birthplace of many ancient gods and Dimension Demon Gods. Dimensional beings from other universes or the spaces between them were often drawn here.
Kamar-Taj's duty was to