Red Robin smirks.
"All right, let's go." he says. Then he turns and fires a line from the building."
Twenty minutes later, the pair are camped on the rooftop of Warehouse 120 at the Star City Pier. Red Robin pulls a small pair of binoculars from his utility belt, looks through them to get an idea of the security, then passes them to his current partner.
"What should I call you?" he asks. "I'm Red Robin, by the way."
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