Pietro stood as he normally did within the personal space of Wanda that would typically be avoided by anyone but a lover. As he looked at the poster and was ready to dismiss it himself, he had a hand on the small of her back as his eyes gazed over the sponsors of the events. Moving at incredible speeds was one thing, but he could also read just as fast and as he went over the small print he stiffened and pointed a finger at one of the sponsors.
"There.. Reinhard Schmidt. I heard that name a few times while we were in captivity. Your precognition has brought you to he right place once more, Wanda."