"Fair enough," Roxie countered. "You have me pinned down. Big deal. As a superhero and a party girl, I get written about, blogged about, a lot. It's nothing that wasn't easy to piece together, thanks to the Daily Bugle and other places." She leaned back in her chair and crossed one leg over the other, the heel of her stiletto grazing Tommy's own leg.

"Joe's past is his business. He's told me what he feels comfortable telling me, and I'm more than fine with that." Which was the truth. They all had their own baggage, and not all of it needed to be unpacked immediately.

"But I do want to know what happened between the two of you."