After Avengers, just let Joss Whedon do whatever the fuck he wants. Let him. He has earned it. He turned your skeleton of a script into the best comic book movie of the past few years. Now he should be given the keys and told to have the car home by…whenever the second movie is due out.
This pretty righteous holster only really work for me if it gives you a particular license. The license to draw your baby (or any baby you acquire through backroom poker games) and fire him or her at your enemies. Baby slinging.
