Barry and Iris heard the door to his home in Central City make a ding dong sound. He took the last bite of his toast. "I got it honey!" he chirped, using his super speed to answer the door in under a millisecond. Barry opened the door.
"Mornin' Bruce."
"Hello Barry." his guest replied, stepping throught the door.
Barry closed the door behind him.
"Where's the crate? Suspects?" Bruce growled.
"CCPD. Want breakfast?"
Bruce hadn't eaten before leaving the manor. He felt his stomach growl.
"I don't-" Bruce began, before seeing Barry dematerialized in a flurry of yellow lightning, then rematerialized, holding a plate with a piece of french toast in the middle.
"-think we have time." Bruce finished.
"Here." Barry said, handing Bruce the plate. Bruce took the plate and stared at the snack. "It has syrup in the middle." Barry said proudly.
Bruce then grabbed the toast and bit it.
"Not bad." he said after swallowing.
"Heh, glad to hear it."
Bruce finished the bread and handed him the plate. "Have you looked for a supplier?"
"Yeah, nothing."
Bruce's cellphone chimed. He pulled it out of his pocket and pressed the power key.
Next time, we're wearing the masks.
Bruce's lip twitched.
"Who's that?" Barry asked, raising an eyebrow.
Bruce looked back up at Barry "Later," he said, locking the phone and putting it back in his pocket, "We're gonna go down to the station and interrogate the drivers."
"Good cop, Bat cop." Barry joked.
"Yes." Bruce turned back to the door and opened it. "I need to get changed. Meet me there."
"Got it, I'll be there in a-" Barry said before Bruce closed the door, avoiding hearing his catchphrase.
Bruce pulled his phone back out and walked to his car. He wrote out a message.
You need help.
He reached his conspicuous brown sedan and opened the door. He sat down in it and closed the door. He put down the phone and turned the engine over. He put it in gear and drove towards a bridge to change.