Tommy Gun sighed. “Well, here’s the missing power armor.”
Nitra shook her head. “Yeah, being worn by an unknown, octopus-headed alien.”
“Actually,” it said puffing a pipe. “I’m an earthborn genius cephalopod with a doctorate. You may call me… DOCTOR OCTO—”
“That name’s taken,” Tommy said.
“Oh. Really?”
“How about, DOC-topus?” Nitra suggested.
“Nah,” Tommy replied checking his phone. “Also taken… it’s a software company.”
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