Hi, Nightwing here. Bru- I mean Batman's away at the moment attending a monofilament convention in Alantic City. While he's away I'm looking after the kids. Batgirl is causing me grief. I don't think she can see through her costume: I had to watch her walk into a lamp post today.
Is it too much to ask that there be at least one barrista in Gotham who can brew me a cup of java without burning the coffee? And what's with this frothy muck on every damn cup of coffee? If I wanted froth I'd hang a bowl under a dog's mouth. I sure as hell don't want it in my cup of joe.
And rubber bands! What's with rubber bands being all stretchy like?