"Mm, I like my versions," she said before blinking at his words. "Wow, you really are new..." she said. She reversed before U-turning the bike, gesturing up to what looked like a six foot tall gargoyle on a building...or a man standing there, still as a statue. "Batman, bad guy, guards the city, punches poor cute redheads in the face."
She paused, staring at a second shadow that had joined the first. Judging by height and costume...she knew that statue. "Red Robin...one of his assistants," she said before he could ask, her voice...level, not revealing any emotion. She took off into the night, weaving through streets and alleys.