It’s an odd thing, you know, to have vested powers…but apparently I do. I can’t fly. I can’t catch bad guys with a web that shoots from my wrist. I don’t have a cool spandex outfit complete with matching utility belt despite how badly I want one. But I can marry people. You don’t know how tempting it is to say the words “by the power vested in me” in a deep voice followed by a sinister laugh. That’ll make the mother of the bride happy.