"Shut up!" Duke shouted, narrowing his eyes at you. "Put the painting down, and shut up!" You kept flirting with him and it was getting distracting. He'd failed to capture you almost five times now, and Bruce was getting on his ass about it.

He was trying so hard to be a good hero. "I'm going to take you in, and you're going to rot in prison!"

He threw one of his escrima sticks at you, only for you to catch it and laugh.