[@Cherrywitch]

Hm... Skuchat Solen'ya? That probably meant 'Awesome Hero' in Russian! Clarence liked to think that he was keeping himself contained, but on the outside he was grinning like an idiot. A [i]real[/i] hero! Wow, that was... well, it was something... but then dread... he was putting himself in pretty dangerous positions! Heck, he shouldn't currently be alive! He'd just gotten lucky. His face fell.

No, he couldn't be a hero. That was too dangerous... but then, he thought back to his younger brother, trying to get his trading cards signed  by all of the heroes. Kids liked heroes. Heroes were responsible! Heroes were good people! Everyone liked heroes! Finally, Clarence could be a hero! Prove everyone wrong!

No, he couldn't be a hero! He didn't have powers! But how else was he going to get his siblings to trust him? No, he needed to prove himself. He had to do this. He had to prove his no good, rotten chump of a younger brother [i]Dave[/i] wrong! He'd show him! He'd show them all! He was Mrs. Pi-

*Thump*

[color=8dc73f]"Oh. There's a door there,"[/color] said Clarence as a few police officers gave him funny looks. He had run straight into glass door on the way out. 

Mrs. Pickles realized that the Western European woman was judging him... hard... so he decided that he would engage her in casual, hero-like conversation. [color=8dc73f][i]Have you ever killed anyone? No, no. What's the HQ like? No...Oh! A joke! Where is the best place to go shopping? The City E Bay! Something tells me she doesn't like jokes... Plus, that one's terrible![/i]
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Finally, Clarence decided to bring up the only thing he knew about her, her background. [color=8dc73f]"So, where are you from? I'm from uh... well, I live...d... with my younger siblings. They're pretty great... those younger..." [/color]

[color=8dc73f][i]Dang, Clarence, you're smooth. You pick up ladies like elevators. See! Why can't you just make jokes that clever externally.[/i][/color]

Clarence cleared his throat, [color=8dc73f]"Sorry, I was just wondering."[/color] He wanted to try and talk to her again, but he sensed she wasn't particularly social and he could understand that. If she wanted to talk, she'd talk. If not, she could just show him the way to the HQ. Or take him there... he kind of needed a ride considering his van had been blown up...