Re: McClain Iron Company
"And look!" As soon as he had his bearing, The Stuntman waved a hand past Diamond, Muse, and the iron. "I have returned from the past with beautiful women and the iron, just as I said I would. Truly the humble Stuntman is amazing, but not as much so as the stars he stands in for. Thank you, thank you."
He then zeroed his attention on the Scorpion. "I do not think you are the type for imprisoning, my arachnid friend. Barring your appearance, I think you'd have an easy time getting work as security, especially if you can knock someone out instead of making them dead."
He looks over to the depowered Pheonix and points his pistol at him out of reflex. "Now, your... uh... uplifter, on the other hand? He needs a bull... prison."
He put the pistol away, remembering that he was trying to play by some rules these days. "A prison strong enough to hold at least a bull, and nothing else that I could have possibly been advising. I'm willing to vouch for you, for what that is worth, but I doubt anyone except you might vouch for him."
He seemed satisfied with what was around him. "Annnnnnyways, I am hungry, low on ammo, and we should get ready to explain to the media our glorious triumph that we cannot prove in any way. Maybe 'we prevented a mass iron theft.'"