His laugh is bright as he puts on a little extra speed, a flicker of lightning filtering through the snow. "Oh it's on now, Supergirl." There were so few people who could keep up with him. A dip and a scoop of snow and he lets fly with another snowball, this time putting a little more speed on his throw.

A laugh as another connects with his chest. "Oh hey, I ran into your cousin. Clark earier. I think we ate our weight in potstickers."