"Ok, 'Danny'" Joseph said. Maybe it was just the fact that Danny didn't have any more experience at leading a team like this than he did, but he assumed things would be much more formal. "In that case, I'll go get my stuff and meet you in the garage. If that's all sir, er, Danny?" He turned around and walked to the elevator, taking it up to the level his room was on. Once he was in the room, he grabbed his issued pistol and a few clips of extra ammo, a Kevlar vest, his temporary badge, and a bag of peppermints. He grabbed a soda out of his mini-fridge and chugged it, along with a caffeine pill. Using his powers took a lot of energy. He had lost ten pounds since he got them and was eating more than four thousand calories per day. The caffeine would make his energy "regenerate" faster, and the sugar in the peppermints would give him more energy to burn.
When he was sure he had grabbed everything he'd need, he took the elevator down to the garage and found someone else standing there already. "Shotgun" he said. "So, what's your power?"