Dazed by what had just happened with the barista, Todd looked over at his friends, first at Dave then Marty, but neither were even remotely aware that anyone had even approached their table. They were so engrossed in their girlfriends' lips, the Mist Mobile could have crashed through the side of the wall right then, driven by Kick-Ass and Hit Girl in a Bonnie and Clyde-style chase, and neither of them would have looked up.
Was it really so great, sucking face for what seemed eternities on end? The way it sounded, all slippery and smacky, Todd had to wonder how none of them died from the asphyxiation of their diminishing breaths, stolen and returned in dwindling numbers back and forth, back and forth.
Searching for the waitress from his seat, Todd spotted her at the counter, talking to some girl closer to his own age. They seemed fairly familiar with each other from the way that they were holding themselves while they talked, the girl he didn't know kind of lingering for a moment after their business was done. Looking a little closer, he realized that he had seen her around before. In fact, he remembered how she had once walked into the wrong bathroom because she was so busy reading her comic book...
Turning his attention back on the waitress, Todd wondered if he should go out with her or not. On one hand, he had made that promise to wait for Hit Girl, but on the other, he had never said that he wouldn't go get something to eat with another girl. Weighing the facts that no one had even seen a hint of the young child since the "unmasking of Kick-Ass" against the plain and simple truth that he had never even really been looked at by a girl before, he also had to consider that if he tried to turn down her offer, she looked like she could - and probably would - beat his ass down until he agreed.
Knowing his shit luck she would...
None too sure about this, Todd figured that one little date wouldn't hurt anything. Hell, it might even be saving his nuts. Flicking open his comic book once more, Todd began to re-read it while he waited for her shift to end.
Looking at Kick-Ass, when Dave and Todd get mugged, I would say by their conversation that Todd isn't quite the dumb-ass he appears to be.
Kick-Ass is the property of Mark Millar and John Romita Jr. Irene Wallis is mine.