Did she just call him Old Yeller? A dog?! Oh that little weed was getting it.
"Rabies? Didn't you get the memo? I'm Robin. Not Dog Boy. Although you don't seem very observant, so I'll let it pass Little Weed."
Keeping his distance for now, he wasn't sure about what kind of pheromone powers she might have, he swings from one trapeze bar to another, sending more batarangs and the occasional smoke bomb each time he's mid-air. He's both putting on a show and buying time.
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