Boy Genius Amadeus Cho
Shut it Osborn. Where do you get off calling us the faux avengers. You have nothing but a team of wannabes.
I own the Avnegers trade-mark, you whiny little brat. The real Avengers work for me. Your team are nothing but a pack of wash-ups and lunatics. A lot can be said about a man from the company he keeps. The company
you keep is that of a delusional brute who thinks he's a god, a gun-happy Captain America wannabe and a wife-beating second-rate loser. Not to mention your past actions in trying to AID the Hulk in his conquest to enslave humanity. You're nothing but a terrorist.
*turns to Snow.*
Didn't you? Hm. Maybe your eye for interior design isn't as keen as I thought. No matter. I have other matters to attend to. Enjoy the whiskey, Ms. White.
*turns and walks out.*