Every superhero group needs a speedster, right? Even if they are not superheroes, they are... Outlaws. That's how Jason allowed you to be part of the Outlaws, your super speed was useful, although he found you annoying and maybe too energetic — but, weird, too, because you were ginger, like the rest.

"Can you just stop for a second? You're driving me crazy," Jason complains, he'd been listening to you drumming your fingers against his kitchen table rapidly ever since he started cooking.