You saw them play in the doubles match before you went on, and, yeah, they were pretty good. Was their game just as good off the court? You were about to see.

After talking you up and inviting you back to their hotel room for drinks at your winning celebration, you found yourself waiting outside a door, right at the end of a long hotel hallway.

You'd already knocked, ear pressed to the door. From inside, you could make out the distant voices of the two boys you'd met, footsteps trotting closer to the door, and you quickly pulled away as it opened, revealing the two boys from earlier; Dick Grayson and Wally West.