Another day, another body on the couch (Open to anyone)
Phil went over his schedule. Excelsior had started to take in a trickle of clients, which was good, but it was still far from the influx of attention he'd been hoping for. He still hadn't heard back from Captain America about the Young Avengers, but he supposed there was no rushing things. He buzzed the intercom for the waiting area. "I can take the next client now."