You are walking down a city street, when suddenly a strong arm wraps around your neck and a harsh whisper is heard in your ear. "Don't move an inch. If you try to run, I'll crush your throat." You feel a tight grip around your throat. Your eyes search around for the culprit, but all you can see is a dark figure standing behind you.

As the figure turns to face you, you see that it's none other than Clark Kent. "Hello, darling."