As Superman, Clark knows what it means to sacrifice. Any call of distress whether he is having his favourite lasagna or doing embroidery, he has to answer to it. Did I say embroidery, nope...when he was busy helping out in his farm in Smallville.
The most recent one was a group of dogs heckling Felix the cat. They shouted obscenities at him and call him a pussy. He was mortified and had no choice but called for help. Superman arrive in time, and the dogs were given a good lecture.
From a distance, the cries for help can be heard. There is another man in distress and no way Superman is going to turn a deaf ear to that. He only turns a deaf ear to Lois Lane when she complains.
Faster than a speeding bullet, he sprang to action. He used to be much faster than just 'faster than a speeding bullet' but the bulk of muscles he gained has slowed him down considerably. But the looks is important.
He flew to the scene. He know that this is truly one distress signal that he cannot ignore. The caller is clearly in need of help.
He took 20 minutes to arrive because halfway he realised that:-
Being a superhero, he has to attend to all that.
He finally arrived.
'Tony, what can I do for you?'
'How do you know my name Superman?'
'How did you know my name Tony?' Superman sniggered. He thought his witty reply was quite cool.
Tony was too concerned about his problem to worry about answering a hypothetical question.
'I missed my bus, and today is my finals. Exams started like 10 minutes ago. I need help Superman'
'Suck it up boy. With me around, you shall have no fear'
'Jump up and ride me boy' (then he realised it sounded really wrong)
Tony's face immediately turned into jubilation. He knows that if Superman is here, his day is saved. His hope of entering Harvard is ALIVE! He always wanted to be a lawyer to avenge for his Uncle who trafficked drugs and was caught. He want to do what every self respecting lawyers would do, give criminals a chance to defend themselves.
'Tony, what is that smell?'
Superman vomitted his tortillas that his aunt cooked for him. The smell was like a blend of rat's urine with fermented bean sprouts and salted fish from India. Its overbearing.
_'Sorry chief, I didn't do my laundry. I am wearing the same underwear since last week.' Tony answered with a giggle.
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