Well this is a downer. I just got back home to my dump (WHY I couldn’t have the power of Maid-Man is beyond me, but I would look chunky in the French maid outfit he rocks). Been looking all over the place for my dry cleaning receipt, so I could pick up my suit. A SUPERHERO HAS TO EAT!

Ugh, I hope that little kerfuffle with that dingbat She-Troll didn’t cause me to drop it. She probably could pick it up with that big ol’ schnozz she’s got.

I hate her already. Consider this official, I’ve got an arch-nemesis.

Since I only have one suit, I really need to find that ticket. Superheroes still need money, and I’m tired of looking for a job.