to: all, soon after the summoned return from the alternate reality and regain their bearings

[sketchycharacter]

What the fuck

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[assembles]

Nate, not Nathan?
Well, I'm Steve, not Steven.

[sketchycharacter]

Nah. I mean, that is my name, but only my brother calls me that.
The Nathan you met...is a different guy, I hope.
Nice to meet you, Steve not Steven.

[assembles]

Anything else I should know about you other than you have a brother and you don't go by Nathan?

[ Sure, he remembers some details from their supposed acquaintanceship as gods, but he doesn't want to assume any of that to be pure fact for obvious reasons. ]

[sketchycharacter]

I know where the best local hurricanes are made in New Orleans bars, I'm a terrible cook, and for most of my career I was a treasure hunter who discovered at least two lost cities.

[He probably shouldn't count Shambhala as a find. The purple guys were already there.]

How about you?

[assembles]

You kind of buried the lede there.

[ In the first half he really had just sounded like a normal bachelor. ]

Maybe you can tell me about your adventures sometime. Over a hurricane, even.

On my end, I'm from Brooklyn and I'm still not over the Dodgers moving, I'm also a pretty bad cook, and I've spent the better part of the last decade as part of a superhero team.

[ Since apparently that's how they're doing this. ]

[sketchycharacter]

What, about the good drinks in New Orleans? Won't help us here unless a few bartenders are also summoned.

[Ha ha ha]

Fun. Sounds like you're straight out of a comic book or something.

[Ha ha ha x2 obviously that is not the case!]

[assembles]

[ Yep, definitely those adventures. ]

I wouldn't be surprised if there were a few bartenders around.

Funny you say that. They have made some comic books about us.

[ This is fine and normal. ]

[sketchycharacter]

What? You're shitting me.

What'd you do in them? Did they draw your muscles big enough?