"In general, Mr Nygma, I don't underestimate anyone who finds a way to connive a meeting with the head of SHIELD. I'm sure you'd understand," Maria Hill, Director of SHIELD, commented as she studied the lanky man. He didn't look like the sort to cause trouble - more like a professor at some university, with his jaunty little cane and sparking intelligence in his eyes - but then, criminal masterminds never did, when they were out of the ridiculous get ups.
"Have a seat," she said at last, nodding to the chair at the other end of the table. "When Ms Lane arrives, we'll get started." And Lois owed her so many drinks for not arresting the man on sight and calling it a day, and a way to keep Lois out of the considerable amount of trouble she was about to very cheerfully dive head-first into.