Mark however?
The young death trainee was pretty sure an offering of avenger cookies and coffee that wasn't runic was a very good form of bribery. Plus... it was Mark. Mark was weird but he was pretty smart and awesome and was also a self proclaimed jedi and jedi were obligated to help. That was her line of thought at least. Plus he always seemed to be dicking around anyway. Cookies in the shape of faces- avengers faces- painfully traced onto them in hand, she was ready. She even got some money just in case he wanted that too.
She could do this. She'd get the goods. The deets. The answers.
Maybe.
Skipping down to the room known as the lair of Mark, she knocked on his door then pulling out her cellphone, playing back a recording. "Mark the awesomenator sir, I'd like to speak with you."
.....You are serenading him? Singing works better.
No, I am trying to lure him out.
Like you do with wild animals.
.............yes.
Makes sense.
zoobey