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Lois plopped down next to Kyle on the couch. “You should know that your husband made fun of me for liking Nirvana. Can you please tell him that I totally rock?” she asked with a crooked grin. She bumped her shoulder against his. “How’s 1973 treating you? I have to say, not having my laptop to type on is starting to get a little bit annoying. I think I’m going to have to invest in a real life typewriter.”

“If you take a bunch of heroes, and stick them all in a house together, what do you get?” Selina hopped up on the counter in the kitchen, a bag of chips in her hand that she picked at with two fingers, careful not to spill crumbs anywhere outside of the bag. “It’s a house of no fun and too many rules. Don’t tell me that you’re one of these goody-two-shoes, too, otherwise I might just die of boredom.”