Ebbie, Mom loves us all. She is aware of Little Hawk's predilection for British aristocracy and Canadian low-lifes, of Amos's,ah, unsavory habits, of Bee-Dubya-Ell's Highland nanopipes, of my perfection. And she forgives us all. She is even aware of Khandu's defection and Tweed's thing about lizards, and she understands. She might not approve, but she understands.

And all she asks in return is enough love to keep her afloat. And speaking of that, if you'll PM me I'll be happy to give you the information about where to send the money for dear MOAB's upkeep. LOTS of money. I keep it in trust for her and invest it wisely in venture capital projects, dot-com startups, and aged liquors.