[Okay, so he’s breaking out the Spidey-voice.] A welcome basket… it’s so… welcomey, thanks.
… Okay, so. I guess this where I’m supposed to cut to the chase and throw out the big names, and hope someone I know’s here. But the crowd I tend to tangle with happens to consist entirely of super villains and general baddies. I guess that says a lot about my social life. And I know I should hope that they’re here, being prison and all, but… This place is way too nice. I don’t want to imagine Kraven kicking back at the beach. I prefer thinking of him in his gulag. Safe and sound, and away from everyone else.
… Ugh, how did this happen. I bet the X-Men don’t get thrown in jail.