"Did we? I don't know, you talk at a rate five times faster than the average human, I might've missed it. Also, we can't be friends anymore. You're from the boring coast. No wonder it's 2008 for you and you're only just getting started, sheesh," I say, mouthful of lo mein. I'm famished. Forgot how much of an appetite fighting crime works up.

"And yes, it's comfortable. I'd say you should give it a try, but you don't have fancy stick 'em powers."