First Steps

Human Torch: Mmmm. They say we're NYC's greatest heroes, but I honestly think that title should go to the city's hot dog vendors! Thing: Finally, somethin' we can agree on. It ain't exactly health food, but I won't tell Suzie if you don't. Human Torch: Deal. Though it's hard to hide anything from my sis. She tends to see right through us. Thing: Ha! Good one! But you're right. We don't get away with nuthin' anymore. Between her and Reed — Mister Fantastic: Johnny? Ben? Come in! Human Torch: You just had to say his name out loud... Thing: Oops. What's the matter, Stretcho? Mister Fantastic: We've got another crisis of Multiversal proportions. I need you back at the Baxter Building now! Thing: You heard the fella, hot shot. Time to head home. How about a lift? Human Torch: Fine. But suddenly I'm wishing you'd ordered a few less hot dogs, Benjy Boy... Thing: Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, matchstick.Just don't drop me, unless you wanna take out half a city block! Human Torch: I'll do my best... but, come to think of it, that might actually come in handy some day...