Mobius sat with Brad "X-5" at a table in the Mcdonald's. Loki and Sylvie were arguing adamently outside.

Inside, Mobius was chowing down on his meal, which consisted of an apple pie, a vanilla shake, and a medium fry.

Taking a bite out of his apple pie he nodded in satisfaction. "Mmm. I thought you were setting me up for an ambush...hell, you were setting us up for a great meal. Thank you."

Brad produced a look of utter confusion as he looked outside the window at the two Lokis as they argued with each other. "What...what is happening right now? They're just...it's like they're going over every detail of their relationship that's ever happened. Why is-"

"Look, it's a complicated relationship." Mobius answered. "There's alot to unpack when you're basically in a relationship with yourself."

"Yeah." Brad said, raising his eyebrows at that.

"They say opposites attract...no." Mobius said, taking a sip from his shake.

"What is this?" Brad said, gesturing at them. "God it's weird."

Mobius's straw groaned as he finished the shake.

"But I brought you Sylvie..." Brad said, turning to Mobius.

"Yeah."

"...I did that. I held up my end of the bargain." Brad said. "Now you hold up your end of the bargain..."

"I will." Mobius said.

"...and you get me back to the Sacred Timeline, like you said."

"Okay, okay, can we just talk for a second about how crazy life is?" Mobius said with a cheesing grin. "I mean, ten minutes ago you were screaming at me, "You're nothing!" And then I kinda freaked out and basically tortured you. And now here we are. Enjoying a meal like gentlemen."

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"You slapped me in the face." Brad said. "I'm not going to forget that..."

"But I got you a shake. Okay?"

Brad let out a sigh then reached for his shake and took a long sip.

"Just enjoy this." Mobius said. "Tell me about Zaniac."

"What about it?" X-5 said begrudgingly.

"I wanna know about it." Mobius urged.

"Oh, come on."

"Please?"

"You don't care about my movie."

"Brad, I saw the poster." Mobius said, flashing another grin. "It looked scary."

"It's not, it's not..." Brad said turning back to Mobius. "It's not scary, it's elevated thriller, alright?"

"It is yeah?"

"It's cinema. Thank you very much." Brad explained then jabbed his finger at Mobius. "You can't see it either, alright? You gotta get your own tickets. I'm not hooking you up. Not after this."

"I will, I will." Mobius said.

Brad fully turned his body towards Mobius. "Look. Why don't we get this to go? How about that? It packs right up. Let's just get it to go and we get up and we get out of here. How about that?"

"God, you're like a broken record. It's like "Get me to the Sacred Timeline." although now it's just "Get me out of here." Which is-"

Brad's restless hands fidgeted the milkshake around before quickly bringing it back up to his mouth.

Mobius paused as the realization hit him. "Is this a setup?" He focused his attention on Brad, slapping his wrist to get his attention. "Hey, hey. What's going on?"

Brad set the shake down. "Nothing."