"And I can assist you with scaling up your business--there's crime everywhere, and with metropolitan crime in particular the thugs in your backyard are just one piece of a cash trail that can extend across the globe," Babs glanced around the bar, looking to see if Zinda would be arriving shortly. "There's one more member of our team who specializes in transportation, and you won't find anyone better than me at getting intel." Even Batman relied on her from time to time.
"What I want from an outfit like yours is good people, skilled people who want to make a difference," she answered. "We're not exclusively working in Gotham, either, but I want to make sure I have an excellent team of operatives to match a variety of scenarios. The benefit for you is the experience I bring to the table." That statement itself must have sounded absurd on the surface--Barbara was only twenty-seven and most of the time she barely looked it, but she had ten years under her belt, most of them directly under the world's greatest detective. And she remembered every second of it.