"I really am sorry," Kathy said again, contrite. "I didn't know it was a thing for you and if I did, I wouldn't have pushed it. I won't make those jokes again."

Sorry, Barry. Painfully earnest was kind of how Kathy rolled. It was one of the ways she could name herself Social Justice Warrior unironically.

She was also aware enough to guess that Barry would rather gnaw his own arm off than continue to talk about it, so she was happy to switch topics with him. "I don't really have one?" she said. "I'm fast, I'm flippy, and my go-to weapon is the, err, ribbon."

Yes, she was fully aware of how incredibly stupid that sounded.