"What gave you that idea, Marge?" Wade asked, cheerfully turning to her amidst the mess of clothing he had been throwing everywhere. "I think I'm making some real headway here. Little bit more subdued than I'm used to, but you know, you just can win them all, huh?" He looked her over more closely.

"You look ready to blend in with Comicon, so hit me with it. What do you think?" He asked, holding up random pieces of clothing he had draped over his shoulder with no rhyme or reason.