"Superhero?" Orihime's guess was a lot closer than Tatsumaki could ever admit to. She blushed, and couldn't even hide how flustered she was. She was so taken aback that her mint chocolate chip ice cream began to dribble down her hand.

She quickly stopped to lick it off, certain this had destroyed any image of coolness she'd just projected moments ago. "That's just pretend! This was...math and stuff."

Fortunately, the other questions were much easier to deal with. "I live around here with my foster parents. My father was half-Japanese, though."

At the best of times, Tatsumaki's people skills were less than stellar. Still, she knew it was probably time to introduce herself. She had time to kill before her foster parents would be ready to go home.

"I'm Tatsumaki Dubois. Dad had a weird sense of humour." Not to mention, the late meteorologist had been a total nerd who thought naming his daughter 'Tornado' was cool.