She offered him a small smile in return and picked up the cup of coffee, sipping it slowly before cradling it in her hands. She studied him, but much like Bruce, she had a hard time reading his expression.
"So what are the chances that we're the only two people in this coffee shop aware of the pending apocalypse?" Her voice was hushed, not wanting to draw attention to them. Nothing like a mention of end times to break the ice between super-heroes.