"Very," Jessica laughed a bit. "Lets put it this way. He's so unpopular due to his crazy that I'm on the party invite list long before anyone would even consider him." There was never any telling what that guy would do. Jessica thought she'd even heard that he was carrying around his own zombified head from another dimension wherever he went lately. But, then again, she could have just read that on the internet or something, even though she tended to try and avoid anything that was related to the so-called Marvel Universe.
God, she hated the idea of a Marvel Universe, or any sort of universe that was fictional in this world. She hated that people here could simply type her name into Google and find out anything about her that they could possibly want to know, not to mention things that they probably didn't want to know. "And now I drink to being fictional. Or, well, really to being against being fictional," she added with a nod before taking another couple sips of her beer. It really was a good thing that she hadn't gone straight for the liquor.