Wade found the half-eaten golden caviar Tony had left in the mini-fridge, popped open the lid, and dug in with his fingers.
"Is there something wrong with that?" He twisted his neck a few times as though he were high on caviar, savoring the pleasure of fish eggs bursting in his mouth. "Today is June 14, 2002, the day of Game Four of the NBA Finals. During a prime time slot like this, it'd be stranger if WBC Television didn't air their own commercials."
"No, I mean that man just now. Wasn't he selling that thing in his hand called a cell phone? How could a businessman become a hero?"
Thor slapped his own face hard, trying to wake himself up. Ever since coming to Midgard and meeting Wade, he had felt as though his mind had turned into a complete mess, as if none of his thoughts could connect to one another.
Wade quickly caught his hand and placed the little jar of caviar in it.
"Don't make such a fuss. Superheroes appearing on television has been normal for ages. Mr. Stark, who took us in, is actually a billionaire too. He also has that not-so-secret secret identity, Iron Man. Look at him—he still does whatever he wants."
"According to the theory you explained to me before, I thought heroes were people who helped others for free." Thor lowered his head to look at the caviar and realized even the can was made of gold. "But this Captain America you mentioned is selling things. Isn't he making a profit?"
Wade looked around for something to eat with the caviar and eventually found a very thick cucumber beneath the sofa. It was a little strange, but he decided to dip it in the sauce anyway. "Crunch, crunch. That's normal. Doesn't