At first you're all like 'Hi, I'm Spider-Girl, quite possibly awesome', and people believe you. Right up until you start rambling on about the historical significance of indigenous desserts. You're not even wrong, just nobody cares and you watch your social stock just tank right in the toilet. It's mortifying.
It's routine, you get used to it, kind of like introductions. Like: Hi. I'm Spider-Girl, Spidey for short if you want, and if I wanted to call you something nicer than Space Grinch, what would I call you? Grinchy? El Grincho Verde? I'd go for some variant on Cosminch, but that sounds way too close to this really cool talking dog -- not that you're not cool! You're probably totally cool!