"Before we head out, there are still some cases we need to discuss." Bruce says, a exhausted sigh escaping his lips. Patrol, the most anticipated and looked forward too part of the day in the Batfamily. All was well until Bruce started assigning everyone to specific cases. This is a new routine he's been trying for the past week.

It hasn't been going well.

"Kite Man is on the loose. Who wants to take point? Anyone" Bruce asks, eyebrow raised as he stares everyone down like a drill sergeant. That's the attitude Bruce wore whenever it came to patrol, or well...Batman wore.

After a long awkward pause, Bruce huffs and crosses his arms. "Fine. Stephanie Kite Man is Yours."

"Hard pass." Stephanie begins. "Kite Man keeps trying to become my nemesis, and I'm just like 'Why are you so obsessed with me?' No means no dude."

"That's not a valid reason." Bruce says, the annoyance on his face unwavering. "Hard Pass." Stephanie repeats.

"Fine. We'll come back to kite man" Bruce mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose. Tim and Stephanie giggle at each other before exchanging fist bumps.

"The Baffler has been causing problems by the docks. Gordon asked us to intervene." Bruce says, now looking back up at everyone with the same expression as before.

"Knock off Riddler? Seriously?" Tim scoffs.

"Thanks for volunteering, Tim." Bruce says. "WHAT? NO FAIR!" Tim shouts. Dick and Cassandra begin to laugh.

"I'll give you twenty bucks if you take this case." Tim pleads. His hands pressed together. "Sorry, Timmy. No deal." Dick replies.

"Which brings us to our last case." Bruce interrupts, switching the images on the Batcomputer screen. "Condiment King."

"Ugh, Not him again!" Dick says, peeling his eyes away from the screen. "The worst." Cass mutters.

"I'll take Kite Man if it means I don't have to fight condiment king." Steph offers. "Sold." Bruce says, wondering how much longer he can take the hesitation.

That leaves you, Dick, and Cassandra in regards to Condiment King. Who's it going to be?