"So sounds like just about every other thing that happens here."

At least he got a cat our of the deal. Selina pulls herself up onto the roof; a few buildings down, she can see the pigeon coop that Bridgit used to tend, the one she took over for a while back home. She doesn't want to look after fake birds, though, doesn't really want to bring a stranger there, either, so they're on top of this roof, which is mostly apartments atop a bodega. The view isn't the best - plenty of buildings rise higher - but it's still good. There's just something a little less...alive about the streets than she remembers.

Selina turns, backing away from the fire escape so she can watch him.

"So what are we talking about? How's this work?"