"Yes…yes! Ha ha! This is music to my ears!"
"By the way…where are they?"
Mysterio groaned. "Shut up. Good work, Spider-Man. Finally…I've never seen such an uproar. Look at all the police in the streets!" He said, pointing at the television screen.
"That's good? 'Cause that's how it normally is in my world."
"No, no. That is very good. Very good."
"So…how did you manage it? Eh?"
He shrugged taking a seat. "It wasn't easy, I'll tell you. They have tight security there. They probably figured it was Spider-Man, so why worry?"
"Oh, but they need indeed worry, my friend. This is amazing. It's such a success. Go and fetch them, will you?"
Spider-Man nodded, motioned at his watch, as was gone within a few seconds. Mysterio chuckled at himself, celebrating this glorious day. With Spider-Man wanted every known authority in the city, he would definitely be hunted down. Will they use lethal force right away? Oh, I hope so!
A minute passed. Then two. Then seven, then fifteen. Mysterio grew impatient.
"Spider-Man…where are you?"
On cue, Spider-Man materialized in the exact spot that he had departed.
"Well?" Mysterio stood. "Where are they?"
"Uh…we kinda got a problem…"
"What?"
"They're…gone."
"What? Where?"
"Well, boss, after examining the area that I last saw Connos, I found a secret lab. He was building a machine to come back."
Mysterio slammed his fist on the desk. "Dammit! Find them! Once they materialize back in this dimension, they'll send off a pulse that will be recognized by your fancy-smancy watch. Find them! Do not come back without results!"
He nodded and left, staring at his wrist as he left.
Mysterio tapped his fingers on the wood. Interesting, Spider-Man. Let's hope you return near S.H.E.I.L.D., or perhaps the Baxter Building…