“So anyway, I’m standing in line for my sausage when this sorta familiar-looking brunette walks by. Gorgeous, about your age, wearing almost like a ren faire sort of red pointy thing in her hair. Weird look, but whatever, she’s pulling it off. It’s Manhattan. People wear things.
“I’m not gonna lose my place in line to talk to the girl. I’m here for street meats. But I kind of subtly keep an eye on her as she crosses the street and—
“Chick meets up with Magneto and his goon squad. We’re talking Brutus Beefcake from the carnival. That Speedy Delivery Russian kid’s there too. Even the creepy Toad guy with the tongue. Seriously, it’s like every evil mutant known to man.
“They hang around a couple minutes, then I watch ‘em trot inside this totally normal-looking storefront and lock the doors behind them.
“Now, you know I don’t like to brag, but I’m PRETTY sure I just found us the Manhattan headquarters of the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants.”