( Bruce quirks up an eyebrow at Thor's address, wondering when Norse Mythology had decided to roll into town. And why Norse? Most people went Greek or Roman for the ease of recognition.

Then again, most people weren't summoning up storms and lighting and turning cake into the delicacy formerly known as cake, so he supposes it's all about relativity. )

Me? Ah... a lightning rod. Under present circumstances.

( Such dry humor for such a wet moment. He glances back at the wedding party, fingers rolling the plastic figurine of husband and wife around in his hand. )

Or a photograph to commemorate the occasion.

( He tosses the plastic figurine to Thor. )

Would you say you're photogenic?