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You light a cigarette. You ask him where any of those muscles were when the two of you were getting kidnapped. If he can slap a guy through the drywall with a couple hard pats, he probably coulda gotten the two of you down off that roof without too much trouble. Not that you'd have enjoyed being carried off like a damsel, but credit where credit's due. He isn't paying attention. He's pulling out a handheld device and typing frantically. Darn it, the guy says. The roaming charges are going to be killer. What does a man have to do to get a decent signal out here? Honestly, he's really got half a mind to call up his service provider when he gets back home and let them know that unless they include reliable inter-universe coverage, he's taking his business elsewhere.
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