"Henry, do me a favor. Teach me how to drive, please!" The one clasping her hands before a certain Kryptonian was Lorna Dane, who had only recently turned sixteen.
Holding a large bowl, Henry slurped the noodles hanging from his mouth back in and asked, "Wasn't Quicksilver teaching you? Or do you need a car to practice with?"
The tomboy crossed her arms, looking thoroughly indignant. Clearly, she had quite a lot of resentment. "Don't mention Pietro. All he taught me was how to make the car move. He didn't explain a single driving precaution or technique.
"I bet he doesn't know any himself, since he doesn't even have a driver's license. And don't get me started on how he usually gets around. That irritating guy thinks his two legs can take him anywhere in the world.
"After passing the written test, I asked around about the road test. Not only can I not apply until six months later, there are a whole bunch of things to watch out for, like vehicle inspections before driving.
"And you know what? When I asked him what to do last night, he actually said that for things like roadside parking, I could just use my magnetic-field powers to move the car into place. Ahh, that useless biological brother! Is that what powers are for?"
Having just returned from school with Skye, Lorna and the other girl moved in perfect sync, tossing their backpacks onto the sofa before plopping down beside the dining table. They skillfully fished noodles from the pot and began slurping as well.
Katharine Hepburn had already finished her afternoon snack and was currently petting Kitty, whose tiger-like head rested on the old woman's lap. With her tongue hanging halfway out and her eyes narrowed, she looked utterly blissful.
Hearing Lorna's