Coming through the door was no other than Kamala Khan, AKA Ms. Marvel. Jon quickly rushed over to her.
"Well if it isn't the super stretcher, Ms. Marvel. Pleased to meet you."
"Yeah yeah yeah. Thank you very much. I'm sorry to be abrupt but I don't really care for formal greetings, but thank you anyway. May I get a private room please?"
"Oh of course. Bunny will take you there."
"Yes, now please follow me."
The young girl obliged, following the bunny waitress towards the back of the restaurant. Unlocking the door, the bunny waitress opened the door and motioned the hero into the room, which was spacious enough for a small group.
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