"Alright, Mr. Scraggly Man-"

"Uh, it's Shaggy."

"Imma need you to calm your seventies bell bottoms and stop freakin' out."

Barbra pinched the bridge of her nose as she tried to focus on the facts.

Fact, Dick and a talking dog had both been kidnapped.

Fact, she was in an elevator with a strange hippie going to the twenty third floor where they were being held.

Fact, the amusement park owner had been reprimanded and left to the cops.

Fact,-

"Um, hey bat-dudette." Scraggle said in his shaky, high pitched voice.

"Batgirl!"

"Uh, right." He laughed nervously. "Just thought you should know, we're here."

Barbara turned to see his finger pointing towards the now open doors. With an embarrassed blush showing from beneath her mask, she ran out the door, cape and the skinny boy following behind. When they reached the office of the park owner, both the tall human carrot and the creepy bat-like girl stopped dead.

"So, you're like a dog, but you talk?"

"Ruh huh."

"That is totally wicked," Nightwing cackled with laughter. "Totally howling."

"Nightwing!"

Dick looked up at his name and grinned at his girlfriend. "BG, you'll never guess. This dog talks. Isn't that grand?!"

Barbra sighed in irritation and relief.

"BG, why is Cher standing next to you?"