Scribbly fills in his silhouettes of the Red Tornado and her Cyclone Kids and comes upon an answer that's so incredible, it has to be true. Of course, she's got it handled. When he rushes over to confirm his suspicions, she making puppets fly by the window while in full view as her matronly self.
She was getting ready for all those secret identity plots in the Silver Age. Sadly, she needn't have bothered...
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