As Ken chewed on his sandwich, his mother strolled into the kitchen in a lazy fashion.
"So Ken," she began, "how was your evening tonight, catch a lot of crooks?"
"A few." Ken answered in a low key fashion, still wrapped up in most of his costume, his helmet sitting beside him on the breakfast table.
"So, honey," she stated as she directed another question at her only son, "what's on your schedule for tomorrow?"
He put down his sandwich, took a quick sip of iced tea and replied plainly.
"Catch a few more."
TO BE CONTINUED...