Robin sat in his mansion, watching TV next to his beautiful wife. She was still amazing, even after the seven years of Teen Titans and three years of being alone with her. Star caught him staring, and kissed him gently. "I love you, Star." Robin smiled and leaned back with her. He had taken control of Wayne Industries, after Bruce's unfortunate death a year ago, and he had made it big, with Star by his side. "So, Dick, when do you plan on doing that little idea of mine? You promised you would." Star looked into his eyes.
"Soon, baby. I still haven't tracked them all down yet." Dick sighed and changed the channel. That's when he saw it, a commercial for a mechanic shop.
"Hey, I'm Victor, and for the past two years, New York City has been counting on me to fix all cars. We do everything from tire changes to custom painting. So ya'll come down here and see what my skilled men and I can do to help you. The number is 833-684-8267. The address is Albatross Street, NYC. See ya there."
The screen blackened, and by then Dick had his Android in his hand, dialing the number. "Well, that's one down." He said as the call went through.