"Don't worry, doll, I'm only here for information." Red Hood says to you, when he sees the slight defensiveness in your eyes.

It makes sense to him --- he's booked a room in this nightclub for an hour, and he gets the point of view of the stripper coming into the room and seeing none other than Red Hood sitting on a chair.

It's not the weirdest thing he's done lately, but he definitely didn't expect to find himself at a strip club tonight.

"Do you know this man?" Red Hood asks, drawing out a picture and showing it to her.