"Easy enough." He shrugs carelessly, mentally noting the people around them before he continues. No one's listening; it's still early in the day to be in a bar at all. "You aren't too high-profile yet, and none of the super-villains are talking about you." He says it mockingly, as he always does. They're a bunch of idiots, jockeying amongst themselves to be the biggest and baddest. He should know.

But they both know those aren't the people she's concerned with right now. "You said no. We could've just left it at that. I'm not a telemarketer."