"I'm little?" She teased good naturedly, grinning at Roy and holding out her arm for a hug, "You're Speedy-sized again!" Which was still taller than teenage Dinah. Ugh. There was really nothing good about the switching of their age.
Hug had, Dinah let Roy in, ruffling his hair affectionately. "Yeah, no one recognizes me. Maybe there's something to this secret identity thing." She joked, locking the door behind them.
Good. Now he was stuck. It was time to spring the trap. She had to be delicate, and smooth, and careful and all of the things that she wasn't as a teenager... She could do this though- be subtle and the like...