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Despite all the setbacks....

[He lists them off, pointedly counting on his fingers.]

Missing cameraman.

Missing camera.

Fired scriptwriter.

Unexpected power changes leading to story adaptations...

[He takes a deep, sighing breath and continues.]

We will continue undaunted. THE SHOW MUST GO ON!

We will begin proper prep and rehearsals this month. There are still positions open. To apply for this once in a lifetime exciting opportunity, speak to me here!

And I know Valentine's Day is coming up but if you have any story ideas that don't involve myself and Tony Stark in compromising positions, then talk to me. We still need to brush up the script.

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I've given your camera to a courier. They will deliver it today I believe.

Excellent!

One problem solved already.

Seems like you've got more than a few of them. Did your writer offend you with some RPS fic? Tell me who it was.

[He wants to send them a fruit basket.]

The God of Incredibly Annoying Mischief.

Loki. Right. For him I'll do a full muffin basket.

No doubt he'd incorporate that into his smutty fanfiction.

I refuse to eat any of Tony's muffins, even in a fictional context.

I understand. But frankly? I feel terrible for saying this, but you slightly deserve the discomfort in some manners.

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[ Yes, he considers replying to that private message, but making this public seems more fin. ]

You know, you never even paid me for all the hard work I have done for you. I should possibly be warning people from agreeing to work for you.

Hard work? Is that what you call the smut you wrote?

And I never agreed to pay you. You're supposed to be volunteering for the art and satisfaction.

Satisfaction doesn't bring food to the table, Quentin. You really ought to pay your slaves.

And it may be easy for me to write a flawless piece like the ones I delivered to you, but there is still a time investment. Time I could have been using earning actual money.