She took his arm, butterflies suddenly sparking to life in her stomach, and led the way out onto the street, then down the block to the subway. She wanted to watch his face and see his reactions to everything they passed, but it just wasn't possible. She had to look where they were walking on the crowded sidewalk. She had to take two steps for every one of his, but she didn't mind. She was on the arm of the hottest guy she'd ever met, and they were on a date. Life was good.

"So who gave you clothes this time?" she asked, pleased he hadn't shown up in a cape. That would definitely stand out in the crowd.