"Mild mannered my ass." Lacey muttered and cheerfully reclaimed the shake. "I can just see how this meeting will go." She cleared her throat and proceeded to fake a one sided conversation. "Hi, mom. This is Clark Kent, the guy I'm dating. Kind of. Maybe. Yeah, the same one that wears the cape. Yeah, the one that's fiction. No, I'm not crazy. No he's not crazy. No, mom. Neither of us are on drugs."
After another a sip of shakey goodness, she put the drink on the table again. "Oh yeah, my mom will have us both locked up in rooms with foam walls.. Which would be kind of fun for a few minutes, at least until the novelty wore off."