"Does both count?" He grins behind his mask and cocks his head. "Maybe I should introduce myself. I'm the Red Ranger, from the Power Rangers." Not that it meant much here. "My friends and I are, uh. Geez, it sounds kind of silly saying all of this. Well, we protect our city from monsters. So, yeah, lots of running away and running towards things."

Totally didn't count as seeking fame or fortune. This is small talk in a laundromat, for crying out loud. You don't get famous for folding your undershirts neatly.