"How's Sue doing?"
"She's good... Listen, i have a favor to ask."
"Well, Galactus just showed up. I'm having trouble reasoning with him and nothing we're doing is work."
"Can you, Steve, and the rest of the Avengers show up and help us out?"
"Sorry but we can't."
"It's not our week for fighting. Thor and Pete are playing foosball, Cap's having a solo adventure against Zemo or Zola or someone, Logan's doing whatever, and the others are doing their thing."
"Don't you have some sort of way to contact them to get them?"
"Yeah but I'm not going to do that. Good luck, Reed, and I really hope you stop Galactus since he can destroy the earth and then we're all screwed. Also, don't bother the X-Men as they're in space fighting an alien Mr. T/Superman hybrid or some shit."
"Can't you send Logan our way? i know he's all over the place but not helping us- Dammit, he hung up."
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