One of the great indignities of being a superhero was that, despite what many in his universe tended to believe, Remy was still human. Which meant he still needed to make, say, dentist appointments.

He'd spent most of the morning on hold trying to do just that, in fact. It was especially aggravating when, after being redirected to a text message system and failing to get it to work, he'd had to sit on hold listening to how great the new text messaging system was.

Anyway, have a sale on old teeth. You freaking weirdo.

[What? Sometimes you gotta just use your day as inspiration. Open!]