Iman breaks into an easy laugh. "You know, I'm a regular person underneath all the hype," she says, reaching out to pat her arm. "I ask people out just like anyone else." She glances down at the sidewalk, suddenly, earnestly sheepish. "I mean, I don't want to just roll up and take down the bad guy and move on with my day. I do this 'cause I care about people, and... I just thought, maybe, you know. Why not?"

Well, that was either lame or chill as fuck. She glances back up. "So yeah, seriously."