Wendy: So rule number one: Never, ever give the “A man`s gotta do what a man`s gotta do” speech before you strap on your six-guns and leave me at the ranch making tea with Ida the pruneface android. Two: you don`t crack my boyfriend`s skull. And three: You don`t date my roommate. Got it? The Middleman: Now, that`s just mean. I`m single. I`m eligible. Wendy: Just drive. The Middleman: Are you ashamed of me?!
The Middleman: I solve exotic problems. Wendy: Define exotic. The Middleman: Well, you ever read comic books? Wendy: Yeah, I think Jughead’s a real hoot. Powers, Fell, Astro City, The Spirit, X-Men, old school, not Ultimate. Mouse Guardand, The Flash. The Middleman: Barry Allen or Wally West? Wendy: Do you want me to leave? The Middleman: You know how in comic books there’s all kinds of mad scientists and aliens and androids and monsters, and all of them want to destroy or take all over the world? Wendy: In comic books? Sure. The Middleman: Well, it really does work like that. Wendy: Get out! The Middleman: You already forgot what you saw? Wendy: And you’re the superhero? The Middleman: I never wear tights. Wendy: I’m crushed.