"They're custom, obviously," he replies absently. "And between the three of us, we go through a ton of them every night. You could probably hide a harrier jet in the Batarang budget and it would just get a raised eyebrow and a 'Robin, if you need target practice, do it in the Cave.'"

He shrugs a little and grins. "I've just known the one, and she's the best, but if she's in charge of future Batgirls, I'm betting they're at least as good."