Carol Danvers walks around the city on a beautiful Saturday night after playing bowling.
Carol: That was one awesome game I played. Can't believe I got the highest score. What can I say? I am awesome. Hmm?
She looks and sees a gane of three crooks in a back alley, stealing some stuff from a lab.
Carol: Well hello there baddies.
At the place where the crooks are.
Crook 1: Ok. You got them all?
Crook 2: Yeah. That's all of them.
Crook 3: This is in the bag. Good news is, nobody saw us.
?: Are you sure about that?
Crook 2: Huh? Who said that?
?: Up here!
They look and see Captain Marvel sitting down on a lamp post.
Captain Marvel: How's it going boys?
Crook 1: Uh oh! It's Captain Marvel!
Captain Marvel: Uh oh! It's you!
Crook 1: Hey!
Captain Marvel: Just you three? That sucks. No organized crime?
The three aim their guns at her, and start shooting. She dodges all of the shots and knocks two of them out. The leader still stands, carrying the case.
Captain Marvel: Ok. Hand over that briefcase if you don't want your butt kicked.
Crook 1: I don't think so!
The crook takes out a vial from the briefcase and throws it at her.
Captain Marvel: So what's that supposed to do?
Crook 1: You'll see in a minute.
Captain Marvel: It's not like a little vial of blue water can stop me. Depending on what it is.
As she talks, her voice gets more and more higher pitched.
Captain Marvel: Still, I can kick butt. Wait, why is my voice squeaky?
Crook 1: Hahaha!
She looks up and notices that the crook is giant.
Captain Marvel: What the heck?