"Hey, Doc." Julien looked up from his coffee at the costumed hero crouched in the window. "What do you want, Spider-Man?" "Can I come in?"Julien gestured and the hero hesitantly entered, glancing around the small office. "It took me a while to find you; you really should get a personal assistant to keep track of things." "Maybe I don't want to be found. Now what do you want?" "The Registration Act. What d'ya think about it?"