[Luke slides a plate of cake across the table, picking up his own fork and trying a bit. Its good, Ami did know how to cook rather well, though she'd never admit it]

I do know a bit about your world. I've met many from Earth, and a few super-heroes at that. Mr. Stark, I believe he calls himself Iron Man, tells me that he's from New York as well.

[He offers the young man a curious glance. Something didn't feel 100% normal about the boy, but he couldn't place it...]

Are you a super-hero yourself, Billy?