"You look a little lost. Do you need directions?"
"That’s an awesome outfit."
"How’s the chicken? I can’t decide whether to order it or not."
"Excuse me, I think you dropped this."
"I don’t know a single person here…"
"Wow, I’ve never seen an angel before…"
"You’re the hottest person in this place."
"I saw that. You just checked me out."
"Hey, can I get your number?"
"You’re in my seat."
"What are you staring at?"
"You just stepped on my toe!"
"Who do you think you are?"
"Keep it down, will you?"
"Get down - he’s got a gun!"
"Help, I need medical attention!"
"Just kill me now!"
"I need a ride! Please!"
"Are you crazy? It’s too dangerous!"
- Fantastic Four # 5
*chokes on my feelings*
"Valeria! Bad girl escaping your mother. Im almost proud" he watched her wonder around in his office , she was only a child after all and curiosity was better left to be quenched. Victor got off his chair and picked Valeria up sitting her on the large lounge chair behind his office he normally sat on , the little girl seemed to almost disappear in it’s mass. "Oh? Im intrigued. Are you in trouble little lady?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.
Valeria giggled as she was scooped up and once she sat in the large chair, she leaned back. She placed her hands on the sides of the chair, which she could barely reach and tried to sit up like CEOs did. ‘No, I’m not in trouble… Well, not yet. I might be after this, but it’s gonna be totally worth it!’ she assured him enthusiastically. ‘I need your help with a device, Uncle Doom. It’s in my bag-’ she pointed at her yellow bag in a corner of his office ‘- and I couldn’t ask dad, because he’d forbid me to build it.’