Joe smiled back at her. "I hope you get your powers back too," he said. "They are awesome. But just remember that they don't define you. You can be whoever you want to be. You can still be a super hero without them." He ruffled her hair fondly. "You're still my hero."
He was about to reach for his beer when a knock sounded on his door. Their dinner had arrived. Joe grunted. What fucking timing. "Be right back," he said before getting up and answering the knock.
After retriving their dinner and paying the delivery guy, Joe returned with a copule of large bags worth of food. "I'm thinking we eat right out of the containers tonight," he said as he set the bags down on the coffe table in front of them. "I don't feel like doing dishes. Fuck the dishes."