'Wally snorted. "You people are weird."
"Yes. Exactly." Dick grinned. "We wear kevlar bodysuits and fight crime in arguably the most corrupt and vile city in the entire western hemisphere, without any weapons beyond what can fit in twelve four by three inch pouches. There is definitely something biologically wrong with us."'
-Failure to Thrive by Just An Inkling
They're an author in ff.net I their story. This is actually the funniest part.