"Do your own laundry like a big boy," Midnighter says, handily passing the test. He also can't really talk-- he has a dry cleaner who doesn't ask questions. A lot of them are used to dealing with super types. Not that he's going to tell this guy about his hypocrisy. Let him figure it out.

"Yeah, you don't strike me as a robes kinda guy. I'm picturing something more form-fitting..."