"Morning, Dear," Kenji greeted his wife as he joined her at the table. He was energized from his morning run, slicked-back hair wet from the shower.
"Morning. Do you know if Usagi is up?"
"Actually, she was leaving as I got back from my run."
Ikuko's eyebrows rose. "Really?"
"You know what she said when I asked why she was up so early? She said it was because she was Sailor Moon!"
Ikuko stared at her husband for a moment before they burst into laughter.
"She always did have an overactive imagination," she said, wiping a tear from her eye.
