THOR storms into my office.
THOR
You! I need driving lessons!
ME
(confused)
What for?
THOR
I can't risk my life anymore when Jane is driving me around. I really mean no disrespect. But Jane is a terrible driver.
ME
That's a good point. But you can fly, you now.
THOR
I'm not allowed to fly.
ME
Why is that?
THOR
Air traffic law.
ME
... Let me make a call to Tony Stark.
THOR
I already did ask him for help.
ME
And what did he say?
THOR
I should ask you for driving lessons since you're replaceable.
ME
... Can you do me a favor?
THOR
Aye?
ME
Can you summon a thunderstorm the next time when Tony is flying around?