"Information won't stop me putting my foot through your face," The Blur said.
Crashcourse gave her a withering glare," You mean you don't want to know all about your brother's secret sordid past? His adoption?"
"That's a matter of public record."
"Sure, easily falsified public records," Crashcourse said with a grin.
The Blur gave her brother a glance, it was clear that doubt was starting to set in.
"Alright boys and girls, let's do storytime," Crashcourse said. "Now, you can correct me if I'm wrong, but I won't be. Around ten years ago there was a team here in the community, they were called the London Line, styled themselves as the last line of defence between villainy and civilians."
The team was well known and included both of the Blur's parents. If they had done something untoward it would have been a major scandal.