Highfather may be the leader of a cosmic boy band that communes with The Source, but he really needs to consult a trademark attourney before he starts trying to sell T-Shirts of his new look. Screwing with fashion conscious government gib wigs in the nation of Wakanda is only slightly less dangerous that stealing Galactus’ planet-sized Snuggie.
Highfather, you’d better lawyer up. The Wakandans have Jackie Chiles on retainer. “N’Gassi, your face is my case!”