And drop he did. The thug left out a grunt as his body hit the alley floor. "Be with you in a second, beautiful." Dick chirped back to Oracle as he dodged the panicked gunfire and relieved the man of his pistol with a well placed wing-ding. The heel of his hand slammed into the thug's chin and knocked him down. With the precise movements of routine, Nightwing zip tied the would be robbers together. "You three stay put. I'll have some uniforms swing by to pick you up."
With that all taken care off, Nightwing took to the rooftop express. "Riddler? Really? Must be the big man's night to wash his long johns." The acrobat slipped into the routine, leaping and rebounding and rolling along the rooftops. "Send me the coordinates and I'll swing on by." Dick kept his tone professional, avoiding the personal talk he once partook in. She was a taken woman after all.