You come home into your beautiful mansion in the middle of the night after another hard day being a superhero, making sure not to wake up your wife, Chelsea. You go to the kitchen, grab a whiskey with a cigarette and go on the balcony, too tired to even put off your suit. When you sit down, you hear a sound of a door opening and you turn around to see Chelsea in her black tank top going towards you on the balcony.

"Hey, love."

She smiles at you softly and kisses your forehead.