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[briefly]

Oh - for God's sake. You watch one or two of those - super hero movies and now you're more determined than ever to throw me around? What am I even going to do, locked up in a space ship from no particular point in time? I'll be the radio show host up there, not - [she lowers her voice, almost to a whisper, a little raspier and urgent than that] Her. Not unless the situation calls for it, anyway.

How in the world am I supposed to keep my secret identity in a place like that? It's just not possible! I can't do it.

I won't do it.

Besides, Fred wouldn't begin to know what to do without me.

[She means that the other way around. She just doesn't know it.]

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[fistmele]

Hey.

[ Finger-point. ]

Superheroes are cool.

[briefly]

Well - I doubt all of them do it to be cool.

[fistmele]

Are you saying you think I'm lame?

[briefly]

I'd have to know who you are to form an opinion first, wouldn't I.

[fistmele]

See, this is why I need my own movie.

[ Nobody appreciates the guy in the purple with the arms. ]

[briefly]

Really? [She sounds like she's afraid she might be on the verge of telling a child Santa doesn't exist.] Are you sure that's what you want?

[fistmele]

[ Oh ye of little faith. ]

No. [ A beat. ] But it'd be cool, right?

[briefly]

I think you might be focusing a bit too much on that concept.

Going with the superhero version of Grey here.

[greymelee]

You could just not worry about the secret identity. I can't even have one and things turned out fine.

[briefly]

It's... a bit of a big deal for me, you know. I've got a life outside my duties.