Floyd ordered the pizza and some wings and the two sat down in the booth, waiting for their order to arrive.

He had to cheer her up, dammit. There was no way he was letting her feel like crap for the rest of the night.

"Did I ever tell you 'bout the time I fought the Bat on a giant typewriter?" Marnie had told him he wasn't allowed to tell those sorts of things to her, but he figured it'd be alright if he told his Zo not to do it herself after.