ask
There is a long, awkward silence.
"Whatever. I don't like power, anyway. I like little boys,"
you say. You throw the boy over your shoulder and run home to
dinner.
"Maybe. But do you like luxury?"
"W-what?" ask both guys.
"Luxury. Fine furs, sports cars, silks."
"Uh, we live in a cave. What do you think?"
"Well, so did Batman. He was pretty well-off."
