Dr. Strange stood perfectly still, except for the fact that one eyebrow raised higher up than the other one. Then his lips parted and he let out a sigh, shaking his head.
"No, we don't know one another. And I'm actually here to help you." Stephen let out a sigh and held the welcome pack out. "You're nervous and you're probably going to take this as crazy talk, so here goes. I am a master of the mystic arts. I broke time saving the world. It created a parallel universe that you are a part of, while the prime universe continues on. You are exactly the same, and now you have been made aware of it. My theory is that the timeline is unstable, and it needs protected in order to stabilize. And you're one of the people chosen to do that."
One corner of the cape raised up, twisted around and wadded up into itself, to give Scott a thumbs up gesture.
"...please stop making things weirder," Stephen said under his breath, and the cape sadly drooped back down until it resembled a cape again. Nothing more, and nothing less. Except now with fifty percent more sad droop to it.