"And don't you dare tell her you're Batman, all right?" Melody continued. "No one knows who doesn't already know. All right?"
Batman mumbled something.
"I said, what was that?"
"Yes," the girl mumbled.
"What was that, bitch?" Melody snarled as she yanked the former hero's hair.
"OWWWW! Yes, ma'am!"
"that's more like it. I've been told to take care of you and if you fuck-up, MY ass will be in trouble. So you don't fuck-up, see?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Now, let me show you how girls are supposed to strut around here, an' pay attention!"
* * *
"'kay, here's our place," Lana said, as the car came to a stop.
Superman didn't say anything.
"Now, don't you be so pouty, Clarkie. I still care about you, okay? Just now I'm the one in charge. You be nice an' don't give me shit, you'll find me just as nice as the old Lana Lang. Now, get your ass out of the car."
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