A man in a Wolverine costume walks into the store.
"Is it ok if I hide out here for a while? This was the only place I could think of where I wasn’t going to get people staring at me."
I nod and laugh.
After a few minutes, he heads toward the door. “Off to a party where I must face every man in a Wolverine costume’s natural enemy.”
"A man in a Sabretooth costume?" I ask.
He shakes his head. “A doorknob.”