Hal knows the strongest thing in the universe is (willpower) wrote in rooms,
Wayne Manor: League Meeting
[A grin at that and debates turning it back into a one seater, but his heart just isn't quite in it.] Of course I do, didn't want to give away all my tricks on the first time.
[Yeah, that's a bit better. Almost like everything was normal as he slid into his seat, shut the canopy, and took off. The plane didn't actually require him to fly, he could have simply imagined it going and it would have gone, but it felt better to have all the controls were they were supposed to be, even if they were made of glowing green light. Comforting. Or yeah, maybe something like that.
The trip was short, only a couple minutes up in the skies of Gotham before he was setting her down on the groomed front lawn of the Manor. At least it wasn't the Cave (that still felt like bringing someone into another guy's bachelor pad) and weird, not at all like the apartment he'd once shared with Ollie.
The jet retracted back into the ring once they were down and he nodded up to the sprawling mansion in front of them.] Wayne Manor.