Clark Kent invited Bruce Wayne for brunch

Clark Kent invited Bruce Wayne for brunch at the posh 137 club in uptown Gotham. After some small talk, Clark said: "You know, Bruce, some people call you a crazy vigilante. I'm

actually impressed by the w-" But Bruce interrupted him quickly. "Vigilante? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just Bruce Wayne of Wayne Industries."

But Kevin Smith only snorted. He wouldn't be put off by Bruce Wayne's sham-indignation. Ever since Smith had Vaniported into the comic book realm he was using his knowledge to gain

weight and grow his hair out again so that Silent Bob would feature in his new movie:Batman and silent Bob take NY.

"That is absolutely ridiculous," Uncle Frank gasped. "Batman wouldn't last a day in New York, he's allergic to pigeons." Pete howled and spittle flew from his lips. "Screw you, Unc

Le Dan." Pete grew bat wings and his grades suffered at school. Flying was a lot more interesting than letting it go in one ear.

He daydreamed in class of becoming a superhero and saving the world, but paid little attention to those around him. Nothing else mattered but becoming famous.

He needed a drink. "Gimmee a narcissist with a twist, boy," he barked at Chaz the bartender. Chaz gave him a twist all right. "Does this drink taste funny to you?" he asked Chaz.

Chaz demured saying "It's ‘Chaplet of the infernal Gods’, a drink that suits you as well as your taylored suit & hairpiece. "So it does, my boy." he said smugly. "Down the hatch!"