Tony's arrangements went smoothly. Money really could get you anything. He was responsible for getting Pepper out of the way first, and after making a few calls, he left.
What about Wade?
The marijuana he had bought could not be resold for the time being, but the stuff did not exactly have an expiration date. He was quite happy to temporarily join the song-and-dance troupe. After all, all he and Thor had to do was hop around a little, and they would each get ten thousand dollars. Jobs like that were truly hard to come by.
Wade knew tap dancing, though his was the African version.
Ireland's Riverdance was actually more like clog dancing. The tap dance popular today had originated in North America around 1820.
African slaves had brought the ritual war dances of their ancestors, Irish immigrants had brought clog dancing, and there was also the leg-kicking dance from the Polar Bear's side. Only then did the sort of dancing seen in Broadway performances emerge.
Every race of black people had different ancient war dances, though they broadly shared certain traits. Most of the time, they would build a bonfire, roast an antelope or a living member of an enemy tribe, then hold a spear in their right hand and a leather shield in their left, go barefoot, and rapidly kick dirt and sand into the fire.
Their feet had to move fast. What mattered was that swaying-flame effect, with dust and thick smoke filling the sky.
Wade had naturally learned that while serving in Rwanda, but Thor had it rough rehearsing with the troupe. As an Asgardian, even though he had visited Midgard before, his range of activity had only covered that small part of Scandinavia.
He had no problems drinking or wrestling, but dancing happened to