Party glances over at Gwen, concentrating more on his next words. He's not charismatic and he's not much of a talker, but he has to try to get Gwen on his side. Gwen seems like a smart gal but Party doesn't take any chances and--

He literally slams on the breaks, the car screeching to a halt and almost careening into the one in front of him. He cranes his neck to back up, not saying a word, mouth half open as he concentrates on the simple task.

"Sonnova Dirty Drac," he mumbles, and after pulling in to an alleyway barely big enough to fit his car he bows his head in thought for a few seconds, red hair in his face.

"You're a superhero." Because Party doesn't at all feel tiny and insignificant next to someone with alleged super powers. He smiles, but it's not genuine, it's more the grin of a man who just can't fucking believe what was happening.

"Of course. Of course there are people with superpowers here. There are hamster aliens and creppy girls in white." He wrinkled his nose. "Never thought I'd say this, but I miss the Zones and Battery City." He shifts his weight to lean his elbow on the wheel, raising an eyebrow.

"So what can you do? Are you like Superman, or The Flash?"