Well, thanks to some bad perspective in that last panel it looks like you've unleashed a tiny flying man toy.
I want the 787 guy to be all like "Really, lady? A frickin' pigeon? Do you know what pigeons look like?"
"Since I'm not being evil enough just now, let me sideswipe this bald eagle I spotted flying over New York City."
See? A real super-powered individual would know that sign's an invite to knock down the whole damn building, not just dislodge a few measly bricks.
I love the look on the face of the guy in the window. It's that familiar first moment of unguarded bewilderment before you realize that robot you just saw flying through your house beheaded your grandmother as she sat in her favorite spot in the corner.
I don't know MJ, a whole penny? See if you can talk him down.
"Spike Baby?" Now that's an interesting name.