Women reads my name from my cafe rewards card:
“Is that really your name?”
Yes. It really is.
“Like, it’s on your birth certificate?”
Yup.
“What does it mean?”
It means I’m a superhero.
“Really?”
Yes, really. But SHHH. Don’t tell anyone.
“What’s your superpower?”
I can’t tell you.
“What’s your costume?”
I’m wearing it.
“Well, what are you?”
I can’t really tell you.
“But I don’t know anything about you!”
I could just be “Super casual guy”.
“Are you?”
No.
“And you can’t tell me?”
No. That would change everything.
“Ooooooh-kay.”