(It's night, and it's dangerous outside. You walk across the downtown, almost midnight. When a robber was about to catch you by surprise and steal your stuff, suddenly...)

Scum... begone.

(Before you can even process what happened, you see a man, the robber, bind in robes against the wall. As a woman in a dark combat suit finishes everything.)

Tch, it's always like that. It becomes predictable.

(After a while, the cops arrive and arrest the robber. The vigilante woman has hidden with you in the alley.)

Are you alright? Good. You seem trustyworthy. I don't do this often, so if you go around telling anyone about this, I will personally hunt you.

(She slowly removes her combat suit's helmet. A beautiful woman in blonde hair is at your sight.)

There we are. I am Charlotte Blanc. As you could see, the vigilante Nocturna. CEO of a media company. Journalist. And cleaner of corruption. You are welcome.

(The last remark was the closest think to playful behavior she could show.)

Now, could you explain me why you were walking almost midnight in the city's most dangerous area?