When Harley had been in the meeting earlier, she had slipped off to play. Now that it was over, she came back holding a potato she had found somewhere.
She insisted that Su Ming judge whether the name she had given the potato was any good. She thought the potato had spoken to her just now, so she named it Alexander, meaning the emperor of potatoes.
Faced with Harley, who was becoming increasingly unhinged, Su Ming found it rather headache-inducing to humor her. Fortunately, Superman returned right on time, giving him a chance to change the subject.
Superman sat in his seat and smiled at Deathstroke. Su Ming smiled back at him. The two looked equally foolish, and neither spoke first for quite a while.
The only sound in the room was Harley humming a nursery rhyme as she peeled the potato with a dagger.
Because she had given the potato a name, yet it did not answer when she called it, she found it very rude.
So it had to die.
In the end, Clark was the less patient one. He rubbed his somewhat stiff face and made a surrendering gesture.
"Okay, what can I help with next? I wasn't there when you were having your meeting."
"Nothing serious. You can go patrol Metropolis, or go home and sleep. Either is fine." Su Ming spread his hands and took a sip of tea from the white porcelain mug before him.
Diana kicked Su Ming under the table. How could he put it like that?
It made Superman sound as though he was being dismissed because he was useless. She could not be bothered with Harley peeling the potato and explained to Superman, "That's not what he meant. He means you can act freely."
Superman nodded. He trusted Diana even