Set’em Up, I’ll Take‘em Down

So, after Mama beat feet back to the hotel and I went Timber I wrapped my limbs around the bull lady and tossed her into the beefcake of a man deeper in the bar next to static cling. Bull and Brute got sent to the corner pocket. Job one, take out the bigs, mission accomplished, now to clear out the rest of the bar. Some little quick guy tried to land a punch and despite me being as big as a redwood he missed all together, then he proceeded to get crunched by some dude in flying armor. Static cling tried to shoot some sparks my way, instead the bar got some extra space for air conditioning. Brutus somehow got up and took a run at me so I grabbed him and threw him into static cling – nighty night boys.
 
While I was cleaning house, it looks like armored dude and this blonde with claws were busy handling their business as well. Since I had bowled the competition over I had a chance to survey the crowd and I noticed a guy in MCU undercover gear, (baseball cap and sunglasses – dead giveaway) chatting away on his cellphone. I reached out to this healthy-looking ficus near him to get a sense of who this guy was talking to in the middle of a super-powered bar fight. Sounds like old dude is on a scouting mission or something. Soon as the dust settles its actually baseball cap that calls us over to the bar – he’s a recruiter for LFER’s. This little trip to NYC just got a whole lot more interesting.