Scott, if....
.... you are at breakfast---
It may not have been world that had been saved, but merely a San Francisco neighborhood, but that didn't matter, because it meant a criminal had been stopped.
"It says here....," you began reading aloud from the paper as you sat down across the table from Scott, ".... 'Last night, about nine-thirty, there had been a gas explosion that was responsible for the power outage that lasted for hours. No one was injured, because at that time all employees had already left work and were at home. More details on how the accident happened are still unclear and will be clarified by case workers in the coming days.' You're so lucky, Scott."
"Maybe it's an advantage for once that people don't know who Ant-Man is," Scott began, "Because I could never pay the damages."
Yes, that was to be assumed, for the estimated damage was about six hundred thousand dollars.