[Marv bumps into an attractive female pedestrian. The sticky glove he's wearing sticks to her handbag and it takes him a bit of effort to wrench it off. She stares at him for an awkward moment]
Marv:
[trying to be suave]
Pardonnez-moi, mon chéri.
[she gives him a good slap in the face and walks away]
Harry:
Serves you right! Come on, let's go!
Marv:
[touching his cheek with his sticky glove]
I think she likes me.
[the glove sticks to his face and he has to rip it off]
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