Let's rejoin our in-flight movie already in progress...Right away, you can tell Halo is going to be a nightmare for anyone who wants to keep a secret identity.
And now: Sizing up the team with your host, Geo-Force!
Seeing as she hardly killed more people than Geo-Force in the previous issues, that could mean she's not all that enigmatic. But of course, "enigmatic" may just be Barr-talk for "haven't really thought out her origin yet".
The smartest guy on a fabricated team like this is always the one who doesn't want to be there. It's the same with boy bands.
You'd be anguished too if you spent the better part of 1982 working a Rubik's Cube. Oh Ideal Toys Inc., you ruined so many lives.
"No memory, but a fine, fine body..." GF wants a gf, methinks.
"The others are enigmatic, reluctant, brash and retarded, but I'm... a champion!" Yeah, yeah... any reason you didn't give us your thoughts on Batman? Thought so.
Ah, Alfred and his scrapbooking. There's really no need for the Bat-Computer, is there? Agent Orange strikes again, you'll note, this time poor ACME Chemicals, who were thus forced to move to Pakistan and allow their website to stay under construction forever.
For once, it's not the same "bat-channel"!
"I will comply... or he'll have me sit on that stalactite again. I wish he would just let me finish grinding the floor instead of forcing me to do press clippings."
Well now we're just moments away from Batman blowing his cover, aren't we? "Yeah, he lets me hang out under his house... we're not the same guy or anything... nor is his ward my sidekick..."
One Silver Age Secret Identity Farce coming up!