after some time, Jones spoke

Jones: "So, find anything interesting in there? Maybe something shipping manifest-shaped? If Doom's building new armor, he has to be sending those armor materials to himself. If those shipments have a paper trail, we can use that information to find Doom. And if I find Doom... it's one less thing for Hope to worry about. I've been there. Leading reality's fearless defenders really weighs on a person. She's got a whole army of people on her side - some of 'em are even Avengers! She's ready for this. She just needs to go for it. And maybe get some more future-seeing face time with that prophetic water ghost friend of hers. You know back in my day, we did this kind of thing with nothin' but a banana and what I think was maybe an... angry snowglobe? Hah - haha. Things change..."

THE ORACLE: "How goes the search for the Metal Tyrant?"

Jones: "Exactly as you foretold."

THE ORACLE: "Oof, that badly? I was embellishing for theatrical effect."

Hope: "You're back! Have you seen something new? Maybe... A way of defeating Doom?"

THE ORACLE: "I have seen something new. A feline ally. A cunning plan. A victory, hidden in defeat."

Hope: "You don't know more? Please. I... I have to get this right."

THE ORACLE: "sigh We've had this conversation so many times. My child, you have everything you need."

Hope: "Okay. If either of you need me, I'll be in my war room looking over our intel."

Jones: "Wow, kind of a vibe-killer."

THE ORACLE: "You really want to kill the vibe? I'll start scrying YOUR future."

Jones: "Hey, you are basically a glass of water. I can and will drink you."