Captain Midnight was in a good mood...he had helped his fellow heroes in battle and managed to save a lot of people in the process...what a day.
With a big grin he searched his utility belt for cash, then looked at the others.
"Well, now that we have had our first adventure together, we need to do two things. Primus, take this sick fellow to the doctors and then...a nice dinner. It´s on me. How about the Club Gascon? I hear they have great fois gras."
Quinn raised a eyebrow, still not sure what to think about this energetic and slightly mad man.
"On you? That´s a rather fancy place you know. And the proces are even fancier."
"Oh...hehe...no problem I have it covered. I always travel with ome pocket change on me."
Cap showed them a roll of hundred dollar bills.
Hero smiled.
"So both mad and rich...nice combination. But then rich people aren´t mad, are they? They´re usually marked as "eccentric" instead."
Cap let that slide and heaved the sick grey suited man onto his shoulders.
"Ok men, lets find a good ambulance for this fellow, and then we feast!"
