He left off squinting at the plaque and turned to Teddy. "Geeze, everybody knows that guy." His accent belonged to Brooklyn, not Bavaria, and he was skinny, scruffy, and only ready for high school if you were generous about it, but he had to admit that there were only so many blue goblins around. What got to him was that the other one seemed more than capable of normal human interaction and even appeared to have friends and junk. It was a problem for blaming the bulk of his own miserable weirdness on being blue and fuzzy. "Nope. Multiversal double. Waggoner, not Wagner, though also a Kurt. Hi."