Patti plays Cyrano and has me put a listening device in Robin’s ear so she can give the girl advice on the way. That only lasts so long before she’s dancing with strippers, rapping her song and choosing… poorly. Yup, the obvious best choice Joe gets trumped by Clark Kent. At least Robin didn’t pick Magic Mike.
Sadly, Superman is really nothing more than Chickenman and stands Robin up. I kick into high gear (wearing a snazzy DnR brands t-shirt I might add) and fix things before they become too disastrous and invite second fiddle Joe to save the day. Faster than a speeding bullet he does, and the two have an incredible date thanks to the incredible Joe.
Of course, Robin, being Robin, can’t see a good thing when it's sitting in front of her and decides not to date poor Joe again.
Well, at least she’ll always have her song… “Come to me.. I’ll be your fan-ta-sy”