In loudest din or hush profound

While in Chicago (Hot Doug's! Julius Meinl! Kuma's Corner! yadda yadda) this weekend, three separate people commented on my Green Lantern t-shirt, a fine joke gift ("you have my address") once given to me by Red.

• Some guy who passed me as I walked through the loop; I overheard him saying to his girlfriend "mumble mumble Lantern mumble mumble Justice League".
• A tall shopgirl at Nordstrom's. She gave me a once-over followed by a "I like your shirt." I assume she was hot for guys vulnerable to the color yellow.
  
• On the El, a homeless man missing his front teeth. "Green Lantern was my favorite superhero." (He also liked Shazam.) Sadly, I had to dash off the train one stop into his spiel – he pronounced himself the Masked Homeless Man's secret identity. He was clearly building up to a larger point about how people treat a big, black homeless guy, but now I'll never know what his powers were.