Snippet #2431551

The day started pretty normally. Molly got out of bed- without really remembering how she got there or when she fell asleep, still dressed in yesterday's clothes- got dressed, and went into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast before going to work. Her "real job" was great and all, but running around the city in a costume helping strangers didn't really pay the bills, so she spent her days working part-time at the cafe near her apartment.
"G'morning." she yawned, entering the kitchen. "When did you get here, pop?"
At the table, a silver-haired man helped himself to Molly's coffee. He picked up a folded newspaper. "Last night. I let myself in. Didn't think you'd mind since you were already asleep at the table." He flipped to a page of the paper. "Long night?"
The newspaper was opened to an article about a certain masked hero's activity around the city.
"I'm not happy about this." he said.
"I hear ya'. Why do they even print newspapers anymore?"
He frowned. "Molly, I thought I told you, after what happened to your father-"
"Okay!" she interrupted, snatching up the paper and a bagel. "Gotta go to work."
"We will talk about this later."
The door shut behind her with a little more force than necessary. "Yeah, sure." she muttered to herself on her way out. She paused to crumple up the paper but was stopped by an article about some sort of party being held that night, to celebrate the commemoration of some new building. It looked like a lot of important people would be there, which might make it a target for more villainous activity. Probably worth checking out, she thought. And what Papa Henry didn't know wouldn't hurt him.