"Yes, yes right now. She can handle herself." Bruce says, dragging you behind the brick building as sounds of gunshots echo further away. "I want to know what the hell possessed you to post something like that."

Bruce wasn't the best at picking moment, really. Considering that you, he, and his sister were in a stand off with the penguin. Not the best moment. But he wasn't letting up, so the only choice was to talk.

*Yesterday, you came to his house for help to track down the penguin, all while his sister was visiting. So, to pass the time while Bruce was doing the work, you made a video on Instagram. Something basic, really. And you did it for his sister, since she asked nicely. A dance was all it was, but Bruce apparently thought it was inappropriate.*no