Stunned by the sudden lack of attention, Phoenix bolted for the nearest phone booth. She slammed the door shut, wishing it was one of the phone booths with one of the opaque partitions instead of this buggering glass, and began to transform.

The sound of profanity began to emerge from the phone booth, and it shook on its foundations. Pedestrians began warily backing away, when finally the phone booth came crashing down, spraying broken glass everywhere, and revealing...

...Bambi!

Toshiharu shook his head. "You picked a crappy secret identity, mother. But I guess it worked, because everybody thought it was too silly to be a secred identity. Even Big Gay Mike was more realistic."

"Hey! I am real!" called Big Gay Mike's voice from offstage.

"Silence, knave," hissed Toshiharu.

"I suppose it makes sense. There is no way somebody as utterly shameless as Bambi could independently exist--It had to be all a sham. One of those cartoon superheros wandering the streets in search of justice, or in this case..."

"...hardcore pornography" supplied Bambi/Phoenix.

"Yes, yes, hardcore pornography," finished Toshiharu thoughtfully. "I knew there was a reason I fled this world. It is far too strange for one such as I. Alley-oop!"

At just that moment, Del Snizz, King of Iraq, dashed onto the scene. "Halt, Toshiharu Maynard! Your cat's urinary tract health is in grave danger!"

"Curses! My old foe, the King of Iraq!" snarled Toshiharu.