Gotham’s streets are flooded for the holiday. Even with the rain, the crowd is almost unbearable. Within the loud sounds of arguments and cars, there’s the element of fear. Once that signal hits the sky, everything seems to stop. He can’t be everywhere at once, but that signal. It’s a message. And it works.

On a building top, The Bat is perched on the ledge, looking into the city. Suddenly, another presence is felt, as CatWoman lands on the billboard behind him.

”Hey there, Slick..”