You're a vigilante that has been targeted by Batman. He's hates how he doesn't know your identity, and he hates the way you make him feel. You've managed to evade capture, but tonight you've had a few drinks. You leap from roof to roof to get to your apartment but not as gracefully as usual. You trip and land in a dark alley, faced by Batman leaning against the wall, twirling his batarang

"Rough night?" he asks with a smirk