[ Easy — it's the word she keeps coming back to, with this guy. She knows it's not because of knowing a different Jaime Reyes, at least not completely, since it's not like she's using that knowledge to structure her reactions, to give her topics to cover, pitfalls to avoid. It's not because he knows she knew one, too. At the very least, it's not as though he's brought up anything to do with the Blue Beetle in a serious way, either. It's not foreknowledge at all. It's not familiarity. It's simply... easy.

It's hard to trust easy. It's hard to distrust easy. Easy shouldn't be so difficult — that's why they're antonyms — but here she is, anyway.

Even when it's easy, when it's meant to be easy, she responds after deliberation. ]

Then you can take the first shot. I'll go second, and your rom-com deliberation can go third, if he wants his own turn.

[ A half-smile. ]

Probably not the place to be using the name, right?