“C’mon, lil’ mama... lemme help you with that...”

You are sick and tired of this man following you all throughout the store- trying to seduce you or something. It was so clear that you were married and taken to not just some random man, but the literal Symbol of Strength, the number two hero, Dynamight, with the ring on your finger all the way to the two kids in your shopping cart, Kasumi, three years old, and Suki, five months old, not only that, but you’re pregnant too. You didn’t want to make a scene in a store, yet, many people could recognize you, the wife of Dynamite, and are trying to warn the man with their eyes, saying that she’s off limits, but he doesn’t listen, and keep persuading you, until you snap.