Doctor Strange: So, this must be a treat for you. Going on a date with me.
Girl He Didn’t Bother to Learn the Name Of: Yeah! Of course! Then again, we BOTH swiped right…
Doctor Strange: Well, as you are aware I severely injured my hands in a car accident.
Betty?: Actually, I didn’t know that…
Doctor Strange: So, it might have been my broken hand that swiped right. My Cloak of Levitation made me come tonight.
Donna?: Cloak of Levitation?
Doctor Strange: He thinks I need to get out of the Sanctum more. Which is ridiculous because I head to Hong Kong quite often.
Kiki?: Sanctum? Well, Hong Kong sounds exciting! Do you travel there for work?
Doctor Strange: That’s unimportant. All you need to know was that I was a wealthy, respected neurosurgeon and now I’m a superhero.
Cynthia?: Can you heal your own hands?
Doctor Strange: (Angered) IF you must know I could. But I’m working on a higher mystical plane and to use that power to only heal my hands would deprive the world of my awesomeness.
(AWKWARD SILENCE)
Doctor Strange: Do you want to get out of here? My hands are broken but everything else works? I meditate with Sting and he’s taught me some things about tantric…
(She cuts him off)
Penelope?: No, no, that’s ok. Plus, we just ordered.
(AWKWARD SILENCE)
Doctor Strange: I also um, practice martial arts.
Fran?: (quietly) That’s nice…
(AWKWARD SILENCE)
Trina?: That’s a lovely necklace? What is that? Jade?
Doctor Strange: The Infinity Stone of Time
(AWKWARD SILENCE)
Susan?: (Perking up) You know my brother is a neurosurgeon here in New York too.
Doctor Strange: Perhaps I’ve heard of him. What’s his name?
Alexandra?: He’s at Metro-General. Nicodemus West?
Aurora?: Well, that was strange…
THE END
