Listen, fighting crime is hungry work. Heroes have to eat, too. The group considered ordering heroes, actually, but the hero place wouldn’t agree to guard the secret identities of its customers, so pizza it is.
There’s actually some confusion at least once a day when Pizza Boy shows up, and everyone mistakes him for the pizza guy. It’s hard to talk down a crowd of costumed vigilantes when they get excited for lunch. Pizza Boy doesn’t really make a lot of friends.
I think I might know the secret identity of Pizza Boy. I think he might be my husband, and simultaneously… your brother. dun dun DUNNN.