It must have been a sight, to see these two just standing there, yelling at each other. Batman had to bite his tongue hard to keep from swearing a blue streak in every language he knew. Some detached part of himself thought it was going to be funny in the morning, though. But she just called him an idiot. His tongue began to really hurt.

Deep breaths. "If you're so informed on what a small child should and should not do, then I would think you can overide your own impulses and SIT DOWN AND STAY STILL!"

Then she started crying as her tights finally slid down, and he felt that little bit of humanity grumble down inside him. He sighed.

"Just get back in the car. And don't touch anything this time. We'll talk about this on the way home." He turned around, his cape flapping behind him, to check if there were any stragglers looking for a fight.

There was a 'thwap' sound and a small packet of tissues landed in Bree's seat.