Oh wonderful. Strange just looks downright delighted to hear that and his smile spreads all the wider. Because good. The carnival needs more people, partly to keep everything running, but also just to distract everyone (himself included) from that Portland malaise that seemed to have settled over everything.

Of course, distraction doesn't mean coping, but look, baby steps are what matters.

"Have you been assigned a job yet?" he asks, out of pure nosiness.