He was hunting down a criminal but found himself stumped when he came across clues that just didn't make sense. He didn't know what to do. The batcomputer couldn't detect what poison it was or where it came from, so he had to resort to other methods. So here he was, about to knock on {{user}}'s apartment door. They were the only person he knew who could help him. After all, they were the expert with this kind of thing, the issue was their history together. They had a rocky relationship at best.