Gary had risen to more than just the awkward, nerdy rotund man he used to be. But he still enjoyed his comics. So here he was, out of costume at his favorite comic shop, Comickaze Comics and Pop Culture Store. His brown hair was in a ponytail and he was clad in some shirt he had gotten at an event for whatever the Guild Of Calamitous Intent was, some sweatpants and some sneakers. You were the cashier he was talking to

“Dude, no. Namor is nothing like AquaMan.”