I do not own JE's characters. I just like playing with them.

A/N: My muse fluctuates and this story came out of me trying a twist. I wish I could do this, but I guess I will just make it good for Steph and Ranger.

This chapter has my take on a deli prank for Morelli. I remember something similar was done in a fic with using deli meat, but that was a different scenario. I don't remember who wrote it, but I thought it would be funny used against Morelli.

Bear with me and my silly sense of humor. The rating is earned for some language.

We also meet Ranger's family which is why this chapter is so long. Thanks for your messages!

Ranger POV

So Babe has been on the phone since we got back from working out. I watched her eat breakfast while carrying on whispered conversations. I have tried not to develop a complex about it, but she is ignoring me. It is ironic that I cannot keep my eyes off of her and she does not even know I am in the room right now. Who is she talking to? She is laughing and giggling and it is starting to irk me.

I loved waking up with Steph in my arms and she just stretched and got ready for the gym. All of the men, even those who worked last night, were at the gym this morning. Steph is great for morale. Max worked out again this morning.

She looks cute with her hair pulled back by a glittery black headband and she is wearing a black denim cargo skirt and a turquoise long sleeved tee shirt that says "Say my Name" across the front in black sparkly letters. I cannot get over how lively she has been since I got her out of the hospital.

I sigh inwardly. Now she is on the phone talking to one of the guys and she is begging him for something. I just cannot tell what yet. Finally she hangs up and turns to me. Now she notices? I give her my blank look. Babe giggles and sits on my lap.

'Hey you. I am sorry for taking so long, Carlos." She kisses me and moans against my mouth. She kisses me against my jaw and neck and over to my ear. My hands go to her hair and I grab handfuls of it. I love her hair.

"Batman, we are cool, right? I mean we are friends?" What? This sounds like a setup. I look at her steadily while pulling her closer.

"Si, Babe. We are friends." I want to be more than friends. She bats her eyelashes at me and kisses my cheek.

"Wonderful. So, you should call your mother and volunteer to bring like turkey kielbasa or something to the cookout this afternoon." What? I thought it was just a dinner. What did Tia Ella do?

"Babe, this is supposed to be a family dinner. I don't have to bring anything but you." She rubs my chest. Where is the dog?

"Babe, where is Max?" She smiles at me.

"Cal and Manny said they wanted to take him for a walk, so I agreed as long as they were back by 1300 because we are leaving at 1330." That's nice. What?

"Babe, we are going to a family dinner, not a cookout and what do you mean we are going to leave at 1330? It is 1100 right now. What could they possibly be doing with the puppy for that long?" She kisses my ear again.

"Calm down, Carlos. They are picking up Max's special collar and having the tracker placed into it, then they are taking Max to the groomer. Now, please call your mother. I need to go to my apartment and check outfits for the cookout. I like being with you, Carlos." She kisses me deeply and grabs her bag on her way out of the door.

What happened? I was enjoying cuddling with her. She had better be coming back. Where am I getting this kielbasa from anyway? I take a deep breath and dial my mother's number. Yes I have it programmed, but this way takes longer.

She answers on the second ring. "Hola, Carlitos! Ella told me that you are coming today so I made some calls and we are cooking out instead of having a boring little dinner. The kids can play and it will be fine. You are coming and I will not accept any excuses. All of your sisters will be here as well."

Three of my sisters are married with children. That means at least 10 more people will be there. She is making it a circus.

"Mama, why are there so many people? Why a cookout? It is the end of September, Mama. We live in New Jersey, not Miami." She scoffs at me and starts babbling about how nice a day it is and she is not getting any younger and she wants to see all of her ninos together before she dies and Abuela Rosa is coming and do I want to disappoint her. Wow. She is trying really hard to make sure I will be there.

"Mama, I am coming. Please calm down. I wanted to ask if I should bring turkey kielbasa." She squeals. Dios, this woman.

"Gracias, Carlitos. That is a great idea. Get the rolls to go with them and yes you may get wheat rolls. I will see you and Estefania at 2pm. Be on time, Carlitos or else. Adios." She hangs up on me.

I am wearing jeans and a Rutger's sweatshirt. Babe approved it. She buzzed at me when I chose a black button down shirt. She said I look like Carlos in this sweatshirt and that maybe she has a crush on Carlos. I had put on the sweatshirt because she liked it.

I go to Babe's apartment and let myself inside. She was in her bedroom on the phone again and she had clothes strewn over the bed. She was pacing and talking on the phone. I took the phone from her and hung it up and kissed her. She moaned and her arms went around my neck.

"Wow, Batman. What did I do to deserve that?" She is playing with my hair. I love that. So does Max. Does Babe think I am her pet?

"Stephanie, where am I getting kielbasa from and why are you constantly on the phone? What is going on?" She looks away and she takes a deep breath.

"Look, I gave Maria Givenchy some money to have a sale today as well as a giveaway. All you need to do is go to Givenchy's and ask for 10 pounds of turkey kielbasa freshly cut." I stare her down and she caves.

"Um, also, you could probably tell her a number that I will write down so she will give you free iced tea." She is killing me.

"Babe, please just tell me what the scheme is." She pushes me into a chair and sits on my lap.

"So, first of all, you know Gram and you know she is helping me to mess with Morelli. All of the cops today will get a free 4" shortie sandwich and she is calling it a Morelli to celebrate his freedom. All sales of kielbasa and sausages will get four inches free for every foot sold." I continue to stare at her.

"Well, if you tell her your measurement and it beats Morelli's, you get a free gallon of iced tea." Babe is so silly.

"How would she know that I am telling the truth?" She just kisses me and smiles.

"Carlos, the women run this town. Your measurement has to be written by me with my phone number. She will call and verify any that seem off. It doesn't matter. The point is that there will be a parade of men going into Givenchy's getting free iced tea for having a dick bigger than Morelli's!" She giggles.

"Babe, you forgot the most important thing." She looks perplexed.

"What?" I grind into her ass which is conveniently in my lap.

"You don't know my measurement and I am not showing you for some prank. You are making me feel cheap." I said that with a straight face. I don't need a reason to show Babe my dick. I don't know how I feel about Maria Givenchy knowing my size. She will tell the whole town. Oh yes. She will tell the whole town. I look at Babe. She looks shocked.

"Please? I won't touch it or anything. You can measure it yourself. I just have to watch you do it." Is she serious?

"The guys all agreed to get a woman to verify them. They let the Clip N Curl ladies grope them. The overall response is that they love the chance to get one over on Morelli. None of the guys like him. I declined offers to verify measurements for them."

I wanted names and I wanted them now.

"Babe, who asked you to look at their dick?" She just smiles and gets up.

"It doesn't matter since I said no, Carlos. If you don't want to play, then nevermind. I can go and get the kielbasa." She turns back to her clothes and puts outfits together.

She knows she has me, but I must save face. "What is in it for me, Babe? I want to pick your outfit for the cookout today and I want to choose your outfit for tomorrow as well."

She blinks at me. "What is tomorrow?" I pull her close again.

"I want you to go to dinner with me. I know it is a Sunday, but we are both off work and I would like to take you on a date. What do you say?" I get a date out of this, too. Go me.

She smiles a huge smile at me and kisses me quickly. "Deal. Whip it out, I will get a ruler." I cannot believe I am doing this. She comes back and kisses me for a long while, and then she gets to her knees and waits. She holds the ruler and hums and looks at it while I measure my dick. She gasps at the number. Heh heh.

"Wow, Batman. I need a moment." She sniffs and leaves the room. What is wrong with her? Is she worried about having sex with me or something? I fix my clothes and follow her to the kitchen. She is drinking juice.

"Babe, please tell me what is wrong." She sighs.

"Ok. You are better than Morelli." I know that already.

"Babe, please clarify." She takes a deep breath.

"I feel like I got touched by an angel or something." I held her hands and listened to her story.

"Carlos, before I caught Morelli for being FTA, I thought that maybe I would date him. I mean I do know him, but I kept ignoring all of his negative traits. I was going to settle for him. I thought you were unattainable and that you would not be interested in me." I kissed her forehead. That will never happen.

"You have been so great to me and taking that measurement just now was another reminder of what I almost talked myself out of. I want a chance with you and I am going for it." She straightens her posture and puts her glass in the sink.

"Now stop getting a swollen head about things. You are more than just your inseam measurement. You are not like other guys. Hug me and come pick out my outfit."

She hugs me and walks back to her bedroom. Wow. She thought I was unattainable. She was going to settle for Morelli? I almost lost a chance with Steph? I take a deep breath myself. Ok. Change the subject. I am definitely picking a skirt. Maybe a dress. No! Jeans. No! A dress. Now I know why she has so many clothes on the bed. I know!

"Babe, in order to choose, I want a fashion show. We have an hour before we need to get ready and we can go to the deli. Go and change and let me decide." She kisses me and takes the first outfit into the bathroom with her.

Babe is the one who was unattainable. I had no clue what she was thinking or what she really wanted. Now I am much closer to having that answer and I love being me today. I hope Mama and the girls do not scare her away.

Joe Morelli POV

"Yo, Joe. Congrats on the acquittal, man." I nod at Garrett and keep walking. "Hey, Morelli! Way to go!" I nod at Thompson and sit at my seat.

What is going on? After last night, I felt a little off. I still don't know where Cupcake lives and nobody can tell me. I have these rumors about me going around and I am tired of answering the phone. A throat clears and I look up.

"Yes, Carl?" He smiles and he is eating a small sandwich that smells delicious.

"Hey, man. Givenchy's is giving away free brats or kielbasa sandwiches to cops today in your honor!" Wow. Finally I am getting the recognition I deserve.

"Why are they so small, Carl?" He laughs really loudly.

"Maria says she has it on good authority that this the right size, Joe." What?

"What do you mean by that, Carl?" He smirks at me.

"Maria says that Juliana Marconni dated you recently and she confirmed your size. That is the size of the brats and sausages she is giving out for free to cops today just for you!" What the fucking hell?

"That is not true, Carl!" He shakes his head and looks sadly at me.

"Morelli, women talk and if more than two of them say the same thing, you know they are telling the truth. You have been hitting the sheets a lot lately. Each of those women would know. I got my free gallon of iced tea because my number beat yours!" He walks away laughing and I sit there steaming mad.

I look at the clock and decide to go over there. She would take down my name from this promotion! Free iced tea because they are bigger than me? I cannot believe this shit.

When I parked outside the deli, I noticed a line that reached down the block. There were men in line and older ladies. I got in line instead of barging in there. I noticed Edna in the line. She was talking to Manoso. They had to be right in front of me. I could hear their conversation.

"Come on, Hot Stuff. If you tell me, I promise I will behave for the rest of the year."

"Come on, Mrs. Mazur. You don't even believe that yourself." He holds her hand to keep it off his ass.

"I know you have a good number, Cutie. If you tell me, I will promise to stop groping you for the rest of this year." He smiles at her.

"Mrs. Mazur, I am not here to give Maria my measurement. I am here to buy food for a cookout." She slaps his chest.

"I call shenanigans. You have to tell her. Are you ashamed or something?"

He chuckles. "No, Ma'am. I am definitely not ashamed." He winks at her.

"I will get loud and make a huge scene, Cutie. Just tell me. I won't tell anyone." He kisses her hand.

"Mrs. Mazur, I am not brave like Detective Morelli. I do not want the whole town to know the size of my equipment." What?

"Nonsense. I bet you showed someone today. Did she smile?" He just smiles at her again.

"No comment, Mrs. Mazur." She pulls him ahead in the line.

It is their turn. I see guys waving at me and carrying huge jugs of tea. I can finally see the sign in the window that reads "Free 4 inch brat or sausage to all policemen and women today in honor of Joe Morelli being free!" The 4inch and Joe Morelli were bigger than the rest of the words. I catch up to Manoso and Edna.

"Maria, please I do not need the iced tea. Just keep it or give it to some thirsty less endowed man." She giggles and shakes her head.

"No, Mr. Manoso. That is against the rules today. I know you were told about it. Just show me the number and if you are larger than Detective Morelli, I will give you a free jug of iced tea. Here is your purchase." He sighs and hands her the number. She reads it and gasps.

"What does it say, Girlie?" Edna leans over. Manoso takes back the paper and rips it up and puts the pieces into his pocket.

"I think you deserve two jugs, Mr. Manoso. You need to stay hydrated after all. Tell your guys they are always welcome in here. They were ever so polite today. This is my best sale ever!" He smiles at her and escorts Edna out of the store. Maria turns to me and her smile looks forced.

"Hello, Detective Morelli. Would you like a brat or a sausage for your free sandwich?" I glare at her.

"I want you to take my name off that sign! I am being lied about. I am bigger than 4 inches!" She just looks at me sadly.

"Listen, Detective Morelli, I need you to calm down. This is a family establishment. The children do not know what the sale is about. If you stay quiet, they won't be scarred for life. Now, do you want the sandwich or not?" I slam my hand down on the counter and point with my other arm at the display window.

"I want that fucking sign taken down! You have no right to display false information about me!" There is a crowd all around me. A woman steps forward. Is that Paula? Paulette? Something like that.

"Joe, we went out last week and one thing led to another. That sign is true." Another woman stepped forward. I think her name is Rochelle.

"Joey you took me to Pino's and back to your place. The number on that sign is the truth. They need to offer refunds in your name because I totally wish I had gotten my money back that I spent buying an outfit to go on a date with you. You are not a considerate lover." She curls her lip at me.

More women stepped forward. Each one says that I am 4 inches. I feel like I am having a nightmare. Finally, I see my mother and she is standing there in the crowd with Grandma Bella. This is more than I can take.

"Shut the fuck up you bitches!" Everyone goes quiet except one voice.

"This will make an excellent Youtube clip. I will call it 'Little Joe has a tantrum'. I can't believe you called these girls names after you did not satisfy them. For shame, Little Joe. See you, kiddies. I have things to do." Edna leaves. Dammit!

I look around at all of the women and my mother. All of them are looking at me like I am a pile of shit. I take the sandwich and leave. I make my way back to my car past the huge crowd thinking one thing. I should have stayed at the station. No, I should have stayed in bed. I am never living this down.

Stephanie POV

I watched the Youtube clip that Hector helped Gram post while I was riding in the car with Carlos. We took my car again. Max is riding in the back in his carseat and we are listening to Mariah Carey because my car, my rules.

"Oh, this is so wonderful! I love it when a plan comes together! Thank you so much for doing that, Carlos. I know you left before Gram video taped it, but he had a whole hissy fit! I am so glad it worked." He just smiles and kisses my hand.

He was a good sport today. I am dressed in a denim skirt that has ruffles and comes to mid thigh. There are strips of material so it looks like a hobo skirt. The material is turquoise, black, grey and white.

My top is a peasant blouse that is white. My tank top is turquoise. I am wearing platform black and silver sandals and my hair is pulled into a high ponytail. Carlos said I looked carefree. He is wearing a Rutger's long sleeved tee shirt and jeans with his boots. We compromised on the hoodie jacket. He is wearing diamond studs so we match.

Carlos sighs and parks the car. "What is it, Batman?" He kisses me for almost a whole minute. "Babe, I want you to know that I care about you and nothing my family says or does will change that. I like what we have together and I hope our feelings will grow. My mother is crazy and my Abuela is sweet. Good luck, Babe."

I kiss his cheek and get out of the car and put Max on his leash. I smile at my puppy and I take the cake carriers that have my pies inside. Carlos carries the meat, bread and iced tea. She gave him three jugs.

Maria called me and said I had better hold onto him and that she would not give out his information, but she would say he is larger than normal. I just giggled at how much fun I am having controlling the gossip in town.

I see many cars on the block and we walk past eight cars before we come to a nice colonial styled home set back from the street with a cute little driveway that seems to be bursting with kids.

A nice looking older gentleman walks up to us and smiles. "Hola, are you lost? I can give you directions. I wish someone would give my son directions. He seems to have forgotten the way home and he hardly ever visits la familia." I giggle and Carlos hangs his head and mutters.

"Hello, I am Stephanie and this is my boyfriend Carlos. We were invited and we brought kielbasa and dessert. This is my puppy Max. Carlos bought him for me." He hugs me and takes the cake carriers from me.

"I am Ricardo. Welcome to my home. Estefania you are muy bonita, very pretty. What do you see in my son?" I walk away with him.

"He is amazing and brave, and he makes me smile, Ricardo." He kisses my cheek.

"Good answer, Chica. Take the food to the cocina. Ana is in there. Just follow the sounds of female giggling." I look back and Carlos is right behind me.

"Boyfriend, Babe?" I nod at him.

"Yup, I am claiming dibs. I want to make sure I have you before all of the women in town start clamoring for your attention, Batman." He leans over and kisses me.

"Let me take this food out back. Go ahead and meet Mama. Tell her I said you are my novia." I watched him walk away.

Max and I walked into the kitchen and I saw several women crowded around. You know that scene on Friends where you meet Joey's sisters and they are dressed alike and they all look alike? That is what I am seeing right now. They are all wearing shades of blue and they all have dark brown hair that is slightly curly and dark brown eyes like Carlos. They are also all gorgeous.

"Hello. I am Stephanie, but you can call me Steph. I baked some mini sweet potato pies. This is my puppy Max. Carlos bought him for me." They gasp.

"What do you think, Celia?" She turns to another woman.

"I don't know, Elena. Tia Ella said that Ricky has a friend named Stephanie, but I know my robot brother would not have a puppy." Yet another woman leans forward to stare at me.

"Portia, Ricky must really like her, to bring her to meet us?" That was Isabella. Well she is the only one left.

"Do you think she baked those pies to be a brown noser?" She is shoved.

"If she did, it worked! I am Celia, Steph. I am the oldest. Ignore these other fools." She smiles and takes the cake carriers out of my hands. Max barks and they coo.

Suddenly I am attacked into a hug. "Hola, Estefania! I am Ana, Carlitos' mother. You are so pretty! Turn around. Let me look at your hips." Is she serious? I spin around and she laughs.

"I was joking. So what does Carlitos call you, Estefania?" I smile at her.

"He calls me Babe and he said to tell you that I am his novia." She lights up in joy and crosses herself. She crosses to an older lady that must be Abuela Rosa and she starts telling her in rapid fire Spanish about me.

Another sister sidles up to me. "So, I am Elena. I heard you were a bounty hunter. Is that how you met Ricky?" I sat down and put Max into my lap.

"Yes, Elena, I was a bounty hunter, and though I had some success in that field I have decided to use my marketing and business degree to work at Rangeman. I do research and client relations." She looks disappointed like she was hoping I gave a bad answer or something.

"I am Portia. So are you with Ricky because he is the bad boy Ranger and all of that? He is rich, too, huh?" Wow. Try harder, Latina.

"Portia, I enjoy spending time with Carlos. I don't judge a person by how much they earn but by how generous they are with their time and how they treat their friends. The main reason I care about Carlos is that he respects me and he knows I want to earn my own money." Max growls at her.

"I am Isabella. How did you get Ricky to wear normal clothes?" She is the youngest and maybe the nicest besides Celia.

"Isabella, I explained to him that he should dress as Ricky today. He can be a CEO or a bounty hunter another time, but today he is a brother and a son. I simply asked is all." She nods and goes back to stirring something.

Ana has been translating the conversation to Abuela Rosa. She gets up and comes over to sit next to me. She tells me in Spanish that I am good for her Ricky and that she tasted my pie and it was delicious. I smiled. She said she will give me her Viejo ropa recipe for my pie recipe.

I respond to her in Spanish that Carlos is good for me, too and that she has a deal. She hands me paper and a pen and I giggle and write down the recipe in Spanish and she does the same. When we are finished, we trade and she hugs me.

I look up and all of Carlos' sisters look shocked. Celia winks at me. Portia just says, "You speak Spanish?" I nod and smile. I get up and set Max on the floor. "Yes. I also speak Italian, Portia. It was nice meeting you ladies. I am taking my puppy outside."

I tell Abuela Rosa that my phone number is on the recipe and she should call me so we can have brunch before she goes back to Miami. She nods and agrees to call me. I feel like I had a breakdance fight or something like on you got served. They really came at me, but I scored! Go me.

When I get outside, Carlos looks over from the smoky barbeque and gives me the raised eyebrow. I blow him a kiss and run over to the kids to blow bubbles with them. They are more my speed anyhow.

Ranger POV

"So, she is cute, Ricky." I look at my father. He is starting off slowly.

"Yes, Babe is beautiful, but that is not why I care about her. She has fire, Papa. She is not afraid of me and she cares about all of me. She hates to let me spend money on her. She likes to pay her own way." He nods and turns the meat.

My cousin Pedro whistles. "Ricky, is that white girl with you? She looks hot!" I growl at him.

"Si, Pedro, she is my novia. Leave her alone. She is armed and her puppy will hurt you." He just smiles at me.

"So you really like her, huh?" I look at Javier.

"Yes, Javi, though like is not a strong enough word." I wonder who is next.

"So did you hit that yet? Tell us how she is, Primo." I punch Benji, Lester's younger brother and he falls to the ground.

"Stop being disrespectful of my Babe, Benji. Family or not, I will hurt you." He coughs and nods. I help him up.

"Estefania is very beautiful, Carlos. There she is now." I follow Papa's line of sight and see her. I want to ask her if she is okay. I know my sisters are brutal. She smiles and blows me a kiss. I wink at her and she walks over to the kids and they let her play with bubbles. She is soon chasing after them and they love playing with Max.

"Ricardo, pay attention!" I look at my father.

"Si, Papa?" He hands me a platter of cooked meat and I carry it to the table and set it down. I walk over to where Babe is sitting. She has my little nephew Joaquin in her lap. He is Celia's son and he is four years old.

"Hey there, Babe. The food is ready." She continues reading to Woki.

"Yes, Carlos. I will be over there in a minute. Joaquin wanted to hear this story and I said I would read it for him, right, Woki?" He grins and kisses her cheek.

"Estefania es muy bonita, Tio Ric." (Stephanie is very pretty, Uncle Ric.)

I grin. "I agree with you, Woki." Babe whispers to him and he nods and runs off saying he will be back.

"Should I be worried, Babe?" She stands up and kisses me gently and takes my hand.

"Nope. I still have dibs on you, Carlos. Woki is using the bathroom, and then we are eating together. The girls said he was acting like a baby and they teased him because he cannot read by himself. I told him we could be friends and I know how to read, so we were hanging out. Besides, Max likes him. He is so cute." She sighs. She cracks me up calling dibs on me.

Woki comes running outside and I hear Celia yelling at him. He ignores her and launches himself at Babe. She picks him up and carries him over to make a plate. She looks back at me and winks and I see her talking to him and they are like best friends.

"Do you think she will take him home with her, Ricky?" I turn to Celia.

"It will be close. Maybe Woki will stow away in the car. How mean were you all to Babe?" She sighs.

"Isa and I were nice, but Elena and Portia acted like she only likes you for your money and they made it sound like she controls you with sex, Ricky." Wow. I laughed.

"Celia, we are not intimate at this time. We have been friends and we have recently become closer. Babe just told me today that I am her boyfriend. Our relationship is new. So how did she do?" Celia sucks her teeth.

"She traded recipes with Abuela Rosa and they talked in Spanish! They are having brunch this week! Her pies are delicious and she told Portia and Elena that she cares about the real you. Mama was almost in tears. I say she rocked it." So would I.

" Aww, look at my baby laying on her like that. I think he has a little baby crush on your novia, Ricky. You better get over there." I smile and watch Babe with Woki. They do look adorable.

"Okay, Celia. Thanks for telling me what happened." She hugs me.

"It was funny and I am glad you came to visit. Family is important, Ricky." I hugged her back.

"Ok. I am going over there before the guys try to get past the puppy." She laughs as I walk away.

Stephanie POV

"And I want to be in the army like Tio Ric!" I smile at this little boy. He told me I should fix my own plate first. He pulled out my chair for me, and then he climbed into my lap. I want to steal him. I cannot stop playing with his curly hair.

"Joaquin, that is nice. Do you like superheroes?" He grins his little ketchup smile at me.

"Si! I like Batman! He has cool cars. Your puppy likes Batman, too!" Max had a diamond Batman symbol on his collar. Cal is so funny.

"Yes, and I like Batman, too." I feel the tingle and I look up.

"That's good to hear, Babe. Are you finished eating, Joaquin? Your mother wants you. I am sure Steph will save you a pie for later." He looks at me and I wipe his face and kiss his forehead. He hugs me and runs away in search of his mother.

"Was Batman jealous?" He smiles and nods at me.

"Yes, very. I know if I let you, you will bring him home with you and I do not want to share you with an adorable Woki and an adorable Max." I shove his shoulder.

"No one could ever take your place, Carlos. Ever." He leans towards me and kisses me.

"Stop sweet talking me, woman." I laugh at him and eat my food. He puts his arm around the back of my chair and we just enjoy ourselves. I know people are watching, but I don't care. I got Morelli talked about and embarrassed. I made friends with a cute little boy. Look where I am right now. I am at a cookout with my boyfriend. My boyfriend is Batman! Best day ever.