Worried... is an understatement, I think. We've been wrecking their shit for a while now. Unintentionally, of course, but I'd be pretty pissed if some guy in a cape showed up and destroyed my home too, you know?

A date auction feels more authentic than, like, giving a speech? Speeches feel pretty cheap these days. A stroll in the park with the Invisible Man feels more legitimately good vibes. At least to me?