She met his gaze coolly; what the hell did she care about what some two-bit cop thought in a city that should be put under martial law and therefore her jurisdiction? She knew exactly where she stood in the hierarchy.
"That depends entirely on how often the vigilante takes his personal bad moods out on innocent civilians or criminals," she said. "My business with Batman is SHIELD business, and as such does not deal with Gotham as a city but with SHIELD."
She really should have just landed the damn helicopter on the roof and turned on the light. But government agencies at least tried to pretend that they cooperated, and the signal was police property.