Falcon's look was returned with one from Black Shadow that made it clear he was just eating the rage up.

"Ha! Can't fault you there, Falcon! I've been waiting for this for such a long time," his face fell into a dreamy frown...

"You know, when you stopped showing up to my death traps I had to make a whole new plan for your doom. Do you know how much it hurts -and it really does hurt- when you go to all the trouble to plan someones demise and they can't even be bothered to show up for it? It's like not coming to your own funeral."

The smile was back. "Of course, if I'd have known you were off to be a teacher and a father I would've sent you a congratulations card and a pacifier...

"...Laced with cyanide."