"Fuckin' righteous, group-that-doesn't-have-a-name-yet! (You should really start brainstorming.) Never seen that ancient dingleberry so flustered! And his always-yappin' stupid rat even got quiet!"
But then, hearing your questions about cancer, Jimmy takes a long, uncharacteristic pause, during which he cracks his knuckles in an unsettling manner.
"Cancer rates, eh? Touchy subject around here. Ya see, there's a big OmniCorp cell phone factory about eight miles outta town, way in the boonies. All the peasants think the pay is good, and there ain't many other jobs 'round here, so everyone just swallows OmniCorp's shit...and there's a nice, thick flow o' that shit, believe me. Lotsa workers gettin' cancer, strange stories, etc. etc. Both my parents worked at that factory, so did the Johnsons. Mr. Johnson's still kickin', obviously, but I'd be surprised if a cancer diagnosis wasn't in his future."
"Me and the band have protested outside the factory a few times, even wrote a song ("OmniCancer", made it to #254 on Spotify's Anti-Corporate Anthems [Punk or Rock] list), but the lemmings 'round here don't care. Shit, the country doesn't care. All you have to do is say 'jobs,' and everyone rolls over."
"You supes thinkin' of investigating? Good luck. You'll need it. OmniCorp basically owns this country. But if ya'll perish in the attempt, I'll write a bittersweet, raging song about ya!"
"Aight, time to get that $750, as promised! Gotta run down to an ATM!"
He hops into his beater Toyota Corolla, and peels off down the quiet neighborhood street.
What's your next step? Some options:
1) Investigate this factory, or OmniCorp in general.
2) Hang out and get to know each other. Who knows, some mission might fall into your laps.
3) Log on to Hero Help Now, the most popular website connecting heroes with those in need, to see if anyone nearby needs assistance.
4) Travel into town to see what's happening.