I'm sure that would work. He used to shoot them out of my hands for bar tricks.

[They were young and stupid and she's not sure she'd trust him quite like that again, but it was a fun memory anyways.]

Almost all my time was spent in the science lab growing up, so you know, the typical things that go along with that. Give me a microscope and I'm a happy girl.

[She doesn't really count the super stuff as a skill because well, it'd just kind of been pushed on her. ]