"Still an A-grade bastard, I see," Jerrica Jagger stated as she leaned against the doorway of J. Jonah Jameson's office. "It's good to know some things don't change." She was dressed to kill that morning in a tailored suit and Christian Louboutin heels, her hair perfectly coiffed. "And still printing the same filth you always have. You know New York's going to throw a party once you're dead, right?"
"I'm looking right at the window, and frankly, your view kind of sucks. Explains why the views of your newspaper would too, I suspect. Come on, Jonah, don't throw me out. We're old friends." Her bitchy grin grew wider.
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"Security! There's an insufferable bitch in my newsroom! Show her the window!"
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"SHOW HER THE PAVEMENT!"
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