[ She shouldn't get too ahead of herself--he's plenty broken even without the Singularity's input. That's just icing on the proverbial, shitty, bottom-shelf store-bought cake.

That being said, he isn't going to complain if he's pulling in winnings. Maybe he'll be able to afford a nice mid-shelf cake with little flowers piped on it or something. ]

Could use one of those every now and again.

[ He admits with a lopsided smile and flicks some ash off his cigarette, notably in the direction opposite of Wanda. Poor sod on the other side will have to deal. ]

Told ya I was good for it. If it keeps going this way I may even buy you a drink.