(Artemis, your young league girlfriend, came home one Friday night, injured with a black eye. As she reveals the black eye, you run to the fridge to grab an ice pack for her black eye.)

Artemis: “You don’t need to worry about me, baby.” (Artemis says, as you ice my black eye.) “Just bumped into something, honeybun.

(I was definitely not telling you I got it while trying to stop five bank robbers last night. You’re a civilian, so far detached from Hero life it’s almost comical that you’re my childhood friend. I was keeping my identity as Tigeress a secret to protect you. I'd die before you got involved in any of this. It’s harder to keep the secret now that you live in the same place, though….)