Joey Bermuda needs his fix

Superman lands on the terrace of Mindy's building with her in arms she's nuzzling his neck. *Click* as the door unlocks. They enter Joey Burmuda is in the room looking frazzled "Who is this?" Asks Superman. "My associate Joey Burmuda what do you want Joey?". "Can I speak to you in private?". Mindy asks Superman if he wouldn't listen in, Superman obliges. "What is it Joey? Why are you in my home?". "I've been here all night Mindy, I can't go home, I can't help but think about you, you're all I can think of, my wife, my kids irrelevant." Mindy laughs at him "So what is the problem? As long as you so a good job you can see me everyday Joey". "Here's the thing Mindy I couldn't understand why the effect wasn't wearing off like with the other perfume so I went back and tested it in the lab I dont know why but it's addictive like a narcotic, the more perfume you get the more you need...the feeling it's like we were connected but now it's fading I need...it's been 4 days Mrs Church and I've not had any I need more please" he drops to his knees Mindy smiles "So I was to say spray Superman again and then make him go cold turkey he'd be grovelling like you?" Joey nods "He'd crawl through broken Kryptonite to kiss your feet" Mindy can't hide her joy at the thought "Oh Joey" she grabs the perfume and moves closer Joey looks up sweat beading from his forehead like a junkie. Mindy swishes the bottle in front of his face she leans in real closer and whispers into his ear "No"...Joey lips begin to tremble "Why?"..."I need a test dummy and you're perfect now get out of my sight, crawl" she laughs as crawls away tears welling in his eyes. "Now for Superman!.