Re: Condiment King and Paste Pot Pete. Everyone's favorite worst villains.
"...You've got to be kidding me", Eli said as his first reaction to the dual hose wielding idiot. Didn't this guy know where he was? Yeah, it might be Gotham, but shooting the wrong person with a condiment in New York City would be more than enough to get someone killed. Or worse. That some of it hit and stained his rented suit that he would probably now lose his deposit on certainly made him think violent thoughts.
"Mia, where...?", he started to say, but she had already climbed up out of sight, leaving him with Kate as Tommy had already sped off. Which was so much the better as far as he was concerned. The only problem was that he had not exactly brought his shield, much less his costume. But then, against this guy, he would have felt kind of embarrassed if he had to resort to it anyway.
Glancing sidelong to an outdoor server who was shouting at the mayo launching mad mean, Eli dashed over and snatched a saucer before the other man could react, getting some inspiration.
"You're dress ruining days are over, you fiend!", Eli called out in his best impression of a certain patriotic hero he had seen in old newsreels. "Beware my mighty shield!"
Extending his arm, he threw the saucer like the shield of that other Captain America, hoping to knock the guy off his feet. Or at least make him think twice about squiring anyone else.