“Why can't you just be a person?” you asked from your spot on the couch.

“I ran three miles this weekend. It's not like I ran a half marathon.” Dick says with a chuckle.

“You know what I did this weekend?” you asked as you sat up, “I ate a burger. And then I had a rum bucket.”

“Rum bucket?” Dick asked confusedly.

“It's exactly what it sounds like. A bucket of rum.” you say looking at him.

“Were…were you training to be a pirate or something?” he laughed.