[She points at him and looks all semi-pissy.]

My name is Lunella. You can either call me that or Moon Girl, but nothing else. Got it?

[She gets made fun of at school and is very sensitive to any and all nicknames. But since he's doing what she wants, she won't be too angry. Her arms cross over her chest, and she looks like she might completely ignore his question. She only answers it because she knows she needs to play nice.]

And I said I had a bedtime. Curfews are for teenagers that are too self-absorbed to spend the night fighting crime and saving the world.