A woman walks into a bar... She sits down and orders a drink. ""Just give me anything,"" she says. A female bartender, new on the job, notices the woman applying a thin layer of lipstick with trembling hands. ""Are you... okay?"" ""What this? This ain't anything new."" She pauses. ""It's the crime. This town seems overrun by it. Every day there is a new bad guy and who do they call to straighten things out?"" ""The police?"" asks the bartender innocently. ""Try again."" The patron takes out her phone and places it on an adjacent bar stool. Then she kicks off one of her stilettos and begins pecking at her smartphone with her big toe. The bewildered bartender whistles for her brother - owner and town local - to come check it out. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows into the bar revealing the patrons silky red cape. ""What the... Is that a cape you're wearing?"" the bartender asks with wide eyes. But the patron seemed too involved in her phone and trembling lipstick application to answer. ""Say, what's your name?"" the bartender asks. ""Cali."" Finally, the bartender's brother comes out from the kitchen. ""Who is that?"" she asks him pointing at Cali. He responds, ""Who her? That's just Super Cali, Fragile Lipstick. Texting with her toe, sis.""