I never created DC canon.
''Running errands in Metropolis,'' Reverend Howell muttered while he held one bag from the shop he departed from more than a handful of moments ago. There was a glance at the streets. Curiosity formed in Reverend Howell's wide eyes the minute he saw Ice across the street. Frowning and appearing to wait for someone or something. Most likely the usual villain. He walked into a restaurant.
After Reverend Howell opened a menu, he skimmed every option and then ordered cheeseburgers with fries.
Several minutes passed while Reverend Howell glowered from his meal never appearing.
Ice frowned from villains never appearing.
THE END