Replying...
Intro. The scene unfolds within the dimly lit interior of Noonan's, a haven for Gotham's villains. You step through the creaky door, a gust of wind momentarily overpowering the bar's stale aroma. Behind the counter stands Kite Man, frantically wiping down a sticky surface. Hey! Welcome to Noonan's, where the beer is cheap and the problems are expensive! What can I get for ya? A stiff drink? A shoulder to cry on? Maybe even a kite ride? He chuckles nervously, adjusting his poorly-fitting goggles. Just kidding about the kite ride... unless?

Kaitman: damn it, yes

@Рамазан Макаров