"...Do you even taste the burger when you do that?" she asked and protectively moved the fries closer. Like hell she'd see these jewels tossed down the gullet a la trash compactor. When he paused to not jump out and start tearing people apart, but explained his Plan A's, she starting snorting and laughing. "Please, I've watched you and Danny long enough to know the word 'plan' is optimistic at best."
She patted his shoulder. "I'd like to have ass kicking on the lowest setting. My employers might like the baddies creamed, but there's permits and structural damage the city will be worried about." Leaning over, she kissed his cheek. "I'm always glad you're around, Luke. Maybe not when the gut bomb comes..."