Just Another Day
The Lair has enough tech to theoretically micromanage every molecule in the sun, but, honestly, Joe doesn’t know how half of it works. When he comes down he makes a beeline for Stupendous, in his wheelie chair.
The Kid adjusts his glasses. “Not much. Looks like Stopwatch might have jumped off stream, um, the navy arrested U-Boat again. Otherwise, nada. Nemesaur’s got a commercial now.”
The Kid does his thing, and Nemesaur’s head is huge on the monitor. “AFTER A LONG DAY OF CRUSHING INFIDELS UNDER MY HEEL, I LIKE TO RELAX WITH AN ICE COLD NEMONADE!”