"The thing is, if I shoot you, Batman and his crew, or whoever,are going to show up, and I really don't want that."
He replied, hands in his pockets, before waving to the bartender, holding up two fingers. He knew he knew.
"I can brag about having a beer with Huntress, right ?"
“ that gun don’t scare me by the way, if you wanted to freeze me you would’ve and not just threatened me with it.”
She shrugged her shoulders while getting up to follow him.
"If it's so you'll stop throwing papers at me... yeah... I just want some peace and quiet..."
He holstered his Cold Gun and sighed softly before walking away with her, heading toward his favorite bar.
"And when you’re bored, do you bore someone else ?"
He frowned, holding his Cold Gun in his hand… before sighing.
"Don’t you just want to drink a beer like everyone else ?
Or just get lost and leave me alone ?!"
“ that’s boring, let me have a bit of fun, I’m bored, if you didn’t notice.”
She said raising her hands in the air.
“ since I’m bored and have nothing to do.”
"You've got superpowers, so if I hit you with... third-degree frostbite, you know what that is?"
he asked, rolling his eyes before standing up and looking at her.
"Besides, since when does Huntress enjoy bothering people who are asleep ?"
"You know who I am, right?
Then you know I have a very special weapon..."
He looked at her and caught the last paper ball she threw at him.
"A Cold Gun..."