"The kid was on crutches," said Logan defensively. A crutch, whatever. That would be his luck; Pilgrim would tell Cap or somebody that a couple of scrawny kids and some idiot with just a flashlight had been fighting a fire-breathing monster, and he, Wolverine, had gone back up the stairs and hid in the freezer.

"Anyway, I'd say..." he paused and looked at the ceiling. He could've handled it with one other person, if that person knew what he was doing; but it was hard to say 'take so many people' without knowing how tough they were. A kid like Scott Pilgrim wouldn't be much use, that was for sure. "I'd say have two guys armed or strong enough to bring the thing down otherwise, and at least four other people to go ahead while the thing's distracted. Resourceful people. You don't know what's on the other side of those doors." He shot the guy a look that said he didn't think it was anything good. "You can bring a fire extinguisher if you want, but I don't think it'd do much."