"Hey!" Robin rolled and grinned by reflex, following up with a couple high kicks and a cheery greeting. "Aren't you kinda late!?"
Handspring, disarming kick, legsweep. "Beetle? Nightwing. Wing? Blue Beetle." He gestured appropriately, ducked a weird-jointed arm in an even weirder deadly plie, and Batarang'd a dive-bomber headed for Beetle's back. "Any ideas how to get off this crazy ride?"