It's one that gets worse over time. The more I think about it the more mediocre I think it was. Like, when they go into that black guy's building killing everybody along the way only to get to him and he says, "Take the diamonds, they're yours," and Striker grabs the Adamantium meteorite and says, "I don't want your diamonds, I want this." And black guy gets this incredulous look on his face and says, "That? That is nothing. A souvenir." Striker then asks him where he found it and he doesn't hesitate. He doesn't care. He doesn't give a ---fudgesicle--- about this rock. Why would he?
So that's the rub. Like . . . why didn't Striker just pick up the phone and give the guy a call? "Hey, black guy. That rock you have on your desk. I want it. I'll give you $10k for it." And of course he'd be prepared to go much much higher, but wouldn't want to tip the guy off as to how valuable it is. And, of course, if the guy was a --cream-filled twinkie-- then Striker could go in killing. But WTF? It makes no sense. Now black guy doesn't have a single employee and he's just left thinking, "What the ---fudgesicle---, guy? I would have given you the ---smurfing--- paperweight."