Owner	Pose
Hank Pym	There is a point where every man must face up to his fears or be lesser for it. Hank Pym has fought masterminds and madmen. He has wrestled ants, spiders and a giant mantis. He confronted fatherhood (ok, jury is out on that) and has professed affection and romance for a kitsune, a gentle genius, a fashionista and more. However, to his lasting shame, he never learned to drive. This omission is more glaring as he holds several pilot licenses. He can skate pretty well for what it's worth and ride a bicycle. He gives his instructions to Rod and Foss the ant, newly enlarged. "Rod, set up my lab as I have indicated in this manual." Yes a 64 page manual. "Foss, keep Rod out of trouble. Now go please." Out in the parking lot of the Happy Harbor High School he unlatches a case and removes a small car. He sets it down and enlarges it slowly. Of course it's a Tesla. He waits for his company. First one there will be his primary instructor.
Nick Drago	While Hank and Mike get to have fun with the car. Rod's instead been relegated to helping with the classroom setup. Rod's already done with the manual. And honestly, Hank could have saved a LOT of paper by using a smaller font and using columns. And if you bold every instruction, it kind of demphasizes the point so you might as well NOT use the extra ink for that. So with the extra time He's been fixing a couple of the desks he found to be wobbly. He's a bit baffled really. Didn't they say this was a new NEW school? What a world where people can be so wasteful like this? The dead man's doppel sighs. Well, at least it beats being in a cell. Mike steps out of the building, pausing as he sees the car growing into view. "A Tesla?" He looks to Hank curiously, "To practice in?"