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No profit beyond love itself is made form this.
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"15 minutes? 15 minutes!? What kind of hospital is this?! Who do you think you're talking too!? In my day, you paid that amount, you got a hell of a lot more than 15 minutes!"
Robbie tries and subsequently fails to hold back a smile. The upside to knowing J. Jonah Jameson is you realise yelling is his way of letting you, your neighbour and about most of New York state that he's okay.
But then, Robbie was always good at reading people. His mentor at ESU told him it was why he'd make, at least, a passing journalist. It's why Jonah always trusted him. He understands how it works.
You read people, then you write their story, their real story if you're sharp enough.
He's okay because John's okay. Sort of. Ravencroft is calling to let Jonah know that John's response to sedatives has left Dr. Kafka optimistic about his chances with unmediated therapy, and if this holds up Jonah will be able to see his son (for fifteen fershluggener minutes) within a week. About a month sooner than Dr. Connors predicted.
Jonah's negotiated something by now, slamming the phone down.
"Finally! Where was I? Oh yeah, just in case. Good mock up. Fantastic mock up. Spectacular mock up! Save it for wherever the story goes, save a couple of bucks. Check in with Li before we lock up, if he left anything in here then he probably didn't deserve to own it anyway! Wait up for me while I check on the printers for tomorrow's edition, we'll split the fare."
"There a reason you haven't called your wife tonight?" Robbie asks. Despite the fact he hasn't taken time out to do that either.
The downside to knowing J. Jonah Jameson. When he falls silent like this…
"Think I'll get on that."
Going home to tell your wife that her son's in an asylum. Among other things.
Robbie watches one of his oldest friends in this city move across the room to fetch his coat with all the slow inevitability of the Hindenburg on the way to the ground. Yesterday John Jameson became the 12th person in a growing list of New Yorkers to develop superpowers and the 3rd of these to be committed to the Ravencroft Institute. Just a little on that evening's way to yesterday something calling itself Venom burst into Johan's office and declared that Peter Parker was Spider-Man.
If Peter is Spider-Man…if he did have something to do with what happened to John…
Robbie Robertson is a reporter. He reads people, then he writes their story. He tells their truth.
He just never said he had to like it.