"Oh don't get me started on that menace!" Jameson snarled, turning and snatching up one of the newspapers from his desk and glaring at the photo on the cover.
"He's a criminal! A scoundrel! A dastardly...uh...um...help me out here!"
Jameson snapped his fingers sharply at Hoffman who stammered in to help finish his boss' sentence.
"Uh...Baddie? Vilain? Miscreant?"
"Miscreant!" Finished J.J. He threw the paper down and turned, jabbing his finger at Brock again.
"I don't give two shits how much evidence you got or how many eye witnesses you have! You got the wrong Spider-Man, Brock! How can ya not tell one swinging loony from another!? So scram! Beat it! There's the door!"