"As I was saying," she says, "Your Honor, I’d like to submit this into evidence."
"You’re a Hulk, Jen," Bruce told her, expecting the usual rage, the smashed furniture, and the decade of identity crisis he’d gone through. "As I was saying," she says, "Your Honor,
She learned to control the transformation in record time, mostly out of sheer spite and a desire to get back to her apartment. No "Savage Hulk," no mindless smashing—just Jen, but with a lot more muscle and a serious need for a new tailor. The crash happened in a blur of chrome and alien technology
The crash happened in a blur of chrome and alien technology. When Jennifer woke up in the middle of the wilderness, her cousin Bruce—yes, that Bruce Banner—was looking at her with a mix of scientific fascination and pure "I’m so sorry" guilt. He explained the situation while she tried to process the fact that she was suddenly six-foot-seven and emerald green. her cousin Bruce—yes
