"No ninja stars," she retorted immediately, practically cutting off his words. "Guns will work just fine."

She glared with joking suspicion at his smile before it became catched, a smile spreading slowly onto her own lips. He was obnoxiously entertaining, much like Bart. Less likely to keep her interested, but more likely to speak her language.

"Maybe I could be talked into wearing a costume if it was bullet proof or something equally awesome, but I'm not wearing one just to look 'cool.'" She provided the accompanying air quotes. "And a symbol? Can you not drag me into all of your cliches? Like maybe no primary colors either?"