[The more he hears, the wider his smile becomes.]

I don't need to hear the rest of your pitch, I'm in. On the condition I can help you build someone's gadgets.

[Getting up from his chair, he puts his hand on a secret panel in his office and turns the camera, revealing a closet full of pumpkin bombs, goblin gliders, what looks like spider-trackers, and various other superhero gadgetry. Normie has a need for absolutely none of it; he was just really bored.

He turns the camera back around.]

I clearly need a new hobby. The good Green Goblin and Spider-Girl aren't here to use these.