“Not all of us,” puffs Shawn, staggering out onto the roof, “can get up here so fast.”

“You didn’t even spill my latte!” says Lissa happily. “Remind me to tip you.”

“Ha ha.” Shawn hands her the drink. “What do you do? While you’re waiting for me?”

She sips her coffee and walks to the roof’s edge. “Look at the skyline,” she says. “I love it. I don’t think I could do this kind of thing anywhere else.”

Shawn grins. “Nothing as urban as a superhero.”

Lissa turns to smile back at him, and a giant robot lizard steps on her.