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Bruce, always prepared, Wayne: *elaborates a long complicated ploy to infiltrate the hotel room the body of the latest victim of a series of high level murders was found*
Edward, reformed super criminal Nygma: It took you long enough.
Bruce: How did you even...
Edward: You forget, Crussader, that I'm a master of infiltration. Didn't the impossible locations of my traps and clues teached you anything?
Bruce: I suppose.
Barbara, detective and actual owner of the braincell, Gordon: *from inside the room closet* Nygma, stop antagonizing Bruce and come here, I need your random trivia knowledge to check if my suspicions over some of this clothes having being put here by the killer make sense.
Edward: I was just telling the detective here about my fantastic infiltration skills. After all I did get here before either of you.
Barbara: *getting out of the room closet* Well now that your ego is temporiarially feed. Come help me, you too, B.
Edward: Wow, Barbara is finally coming out of the closet, I'm soo proud!
Barbara: Nygma!
Edward: What? We support you, right, Crussader?
Bruce: *smilling a tiny bit* Always.
Barbara: Very nice. Now why don't we all go back to closet again so we can do our jobs and solve this murder? You know the very thing we came here to do.
Edward: Forcing me back into the closet? Who are you, my dad? *entering the room closet*
Bruce: *still smilling* I think I'll check the windows for sings of entrace first and soon I'll follow you guys.
*Bonus: How Eddie actually infiltrated the place*
Barbara: *lying about being an FBI agent assigned to the case cause the victim knew state secrets*
Edward: *bored* *just steals someone bagagge and starts going to the room confidently*
Guard: Oye, you can't enter here.
Edward: Why not?
Guard: Because *stops* wait a second aren't you the Riddler?
Edward:*confidently* *with a fake indian accent, because he learned how to play with steriotypes* No. What's a riddler?
Guard: What's a Riddler? Wow you really not from around here. Do you at least knows the Joker?
Edward: *pretending to be confused* The card? I guess. Can I go to my room now?
Guard: Sure. Good luck in Gotham, you're gonna need. *goes away laugthing* Turists!
*gets in the room* *Barbara gets there 20 minutes later because she wasted ten minutes trying to find him.*