"'So, what do you have planned for this evening?'" Gar said, doing a decent British accent in a terrible female voice. "'Oh, nothing much, we're just going to fling our panties at rawk stars,'" he responded to himself in a very bad imitation of Rose's own voice. "Man, I sound nothing like you or your mom. Your mum, as they say over here."
Gar had begun grinning when she'd said that she was glad he was coming to her party, and hadn't stopped grinning even as she snapped at him for his dirty joke. "You have cool points with nerds. Me. I'm like the Wil Wheaton of the superhero set. And if you don't know what that means, that just makes you extra cool, Rosie."