"We started off contacting ones who were in jail and approaching release, offering them a legitimate job when they got out. Once we'd gotten a few working with us, word started to get around among them." He grinned. "As for trusting them... keeping a legitimate job is a condition of parole for many of them, so we have the police to help us."<br/><br/>Mark watched her stand and spin, appreciating her legs. "Pay the supervillains? Wouldn't you rather hear about your own pay? And speaking of that... you did bring your driver's license as requested, yes?"<br/><br/>He puts out a hand for the license. (OOC: presuming she'll hand it over, since it's already been stated she brought proof of age) Taking it, he pulls out a small ultraviolet flashlight and checks the license with it. "You'd be surprised how many underage girls try to get into this." Shaking his head, he hands it back to her. "All right. Now that I know it's legal," he says with a smile, "I need you to strip down."