"I don't answer to you," Lynx said, her eyes narrowing. He couldn't just demand answers from her like that. "Leave it be. You of all people know the importance of secret identities. I know it drives you crazy, but just because you've lost yours doesn't mean the rest of us need to just hand ours over."
Beep. 'But if you think I'm asking you to walk me down the aisle, you can go suck Superman's cock.'
Beep. 'It's not a secret. We all know you're Super Best Friends.'
"Besides," Lynx said, pursing her lips together in a smirk. "You're a detective. Detect."