He beamed at her. This was good for both of them obviously. "So this is your hotel huh?" Terry smirked and let her go. "Hey, careful I'm gonna need that arm later." He teased.
Raising a brow at the idea of paper money he gave her a disbelieving frown. "Yeah right, stop fooling. Paper money?" And shook his head. Brushing a few black bangs from his face as he watched her reach into that endless backpack and smirked. L.A. was the center of shopping after all, so it amused him that she only had that small pack. If it had been Dana trapped in this crazy universe the girl would have had at least three packs. Easily by now if not more.
"And I thought the old man was ancient. Paper money, bills by hand..what's wrong with this place. " For a moment though he took her arm and drew her in, looking right and left before speaking in a low voice. "You didn't tell anyone did you?" He questioned. "You know about...my y'know, night time job?" He had to ask, Max was the only one other than Wayne who knew-yet everyone seemed to recognize him. Including superman.
But then he was being handed money and he let go of her to give a bit of space. "This is way weird." He held the money up to the sun's light as if to try to analyze it. "I don't get it."