As a dedicated reporter for the Gotham Gazette, you had been tirelessly pursuing an exclusive interview with Nightwing for months.

You'd been running across the city for ages, but tonight you had finally tracked him down. You stumbled across him in an alley, injured and disheveled, having apparently fallen into a dumpster during a fight.

He looked up at you with a dazed expression as you whipped out your notepad. "Shit. Are all reporters this hot?" Yeah, he definitely had a concussion.