[ WP ] You are a well-loved and extremely popular food cart vendor in your city , a city that happens to be pretty populated by superheroes and supervillains alike . Describe a typical closing night for you .

`` The usual, Amir.'' 
 
 I smile and provide the black clad man with a acknowledging grunt as I slap a steaming hot dog onto a perfectly grilled bun before drizzling it down with a heady mixture of potent sauces. He grins and stops me just am I'm about to add the final finishing squeeze of garlic sauce. 
 
 `` No, no, stop. No garlic for me today please.'' 
 
 I stared at him dumbfounded. 
 
 `` But Mr.Blackwatch, you love my garlic sauce, always wanting extras!'' I protest. 
 `` Yes, but the wife has been giving me hell about my breath.'' He smiles ruefully as he trades me a tenner for the dog, `` So I have no choice.'' 
 `` Ah, what a shame!'' I nod at him as I tuck the bill into my apron pocket, he waved me away as I tried to hand him his change, `` But if you ever change your mind, you know I am open every day!'' 
 
 He grins as he takes a bite out of his dinner. A few moments later, the unmistakable red, blue and white musculature I have come to recognize and dread slams into the ground not far from my cart. I hesitantly pull away even as Blackwatch tries to stuff the rest of the hot dog into his mouth. 
 
 `` Blackwatch! Today, you will pay for your crimes!'' The heroically built Captain Apex growled through his immaculately pearly white teeth, `` And Amir, would you please get me a gluten free hot dog, only lightly baked with olive oil, with tofu bacon, kale, iceberg lettuce, extra onions, no garlic and just a smidge of sweet onion sauce. Today's my cheat day.'' 
 `` Oh come on Apex, its closing time! Just order something simple!'' Blackwatch snarled as he clenched his fists. 
 `` Justice has no closing time!'' 
 
 I carefully prepared the meal while the two of them tore up the streets. Captain Apex returned to my cart just as I was closing up. With a slightly forced smile, I handed him his order. He takes a sniff of it, nods appreciatively and hands me a fiver. 
 
 `` Perfect as usual! Keep the change!'' The brightly colored hero grins as he blasts off into the stratosphere, my best customer hoisted over his shoulder. I sigh as I pocket his money and begin packing my store. There was, and is, no change for a fiver.
