The batarang that catches the criminal's shirt is not among those that are usually left embedded in the wall, and the hand the pries it free certainly doesn't belong to Gotham's famed caped crusader. He doesn't have his suit, but that doesn't make him any less capable. (Okay, so it makes him slightly less capable, but a backpack full of gizmos and gadgets he wasn't supposed to have stuffed with gizmos and gadgets, especially with the intent of hauling it all to school does a guy a world of good.) This kid has yet to be born to this city, but one day, he's going to do a lot for it.

—when he's not sliding across freshly mopped floors ("Crap, crap, crap, crap—!") and into the nearest wall as the criminals he was in pursuit of make a hasty getaway.

"Aw, man."