It's Halloween day, and the superheroes of the Justice League where dressed up for the Halloween party that evening.
"I can't believe you talked me into this," Batman grumbled to his girlfriend, Wonder Woman.
"It's Halloween, Bruce!" the Amazon Princess said, putting a hand on his shoulder.
The Dark Knight ignored the stares and snickers of the other members of the League. Ignored them until the word got to a certain speedster.
"Batman? Dressed up like Diana? This I've got to see!" he said, racing off.
When he saw they pair, he fell over he was laughing so hard.
"I don't know how you stand this thing," Wonder Woman complained, resisting the urge to re-adjust a certain star-spangled object.
They passed by the barely breathing Flash.
Batman put a finger to the comm-link. "J'onn, clean-up on aisle 12. Flash is barely breathing."
"Sending a team down now," the martian said.
An announcement came over the intercom. "Due to a barely breathing hero, corridor nine on level ten is off limits for the time being. Thank you, and happy Halloween."
The dressed up heroes crowding around Flash were quickly shooed away.
"Will he be okay?" Shayera asked when she heard. The Thanagarian was dressed like an angel.
"He'll be fine," Superman said.
"What was he laughing at?"
"Bruce and Diana had switched costumes. J'onn, I think Shayera has lost it."