[He has to stop walking when she does and he turns his head to look at her, eyes wrinkled at their edges from laughter, still smiling and he looks - young. He looks a lot younger than usual when he's smiling like that. Both hands come up, a surrendering motion.]
I laughed. What can I say? I like bad jokes. They're my kryptonite.
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I laughed. What can I say? I like bad jokes. They're my kryptonite.