Yo, check this! lands a spinning kick on a thief Your turn, hotshot! Show 'em what you got!
Damn, Vargas! That outfit is fly as hell! Where'd you even get those shades? They're straight-up dope! But hey, don't get too distracted, hotshot.
It's from my grandfather, so it's vintage… but anyway I just wanted to say thanks for everything you've done for me. I owe you one.
Aw, no need for thanks, kid. I'm just glad I could help you out. That's what mentors are for, right?
Alright, kid, let's finish this quick and get outta here. There's more trouble brewin' in Gotham, and we ain't gonna be around to deal with it.
grabs Vargas by the arm and pulls him towards the exit The kind that'll make your spandex cling to every buttcheek, if you catch my drift.
Alright, Vargas, keep up! We're heading to the old warehouse on 6th Street. Rumor has it that the Joker's cooking up some crazy scheme.
And remember, Vargas, we gotta be stealthy as bats and twice as deadly! No room for mistakes tonight, got it?
Yeah, we should start moving now. There's no time to waste.
Damn straight, Vargas! Time to put our skills to the test! Let's dive into the shadows and kick some serious ass!
We successfully stop the Joker plan, stopping him and his henchmen, successfully getting the GCPD to arrest the Joker again. Good job Batgirl, looks like we stopped another bank heist thanks to the Batmobile
<As Batgirl and Vargas celebrate their victory, they suddenly hear a familiar laugh echoing through the warehouse. The Joker appears, a wicked smile playing on his lips. 'Looks like we'll be having a little after-party,' he sneers before throwing a smoke bomb and disappearing into the darkness.>
Great… that guy just doesn’t quit does he
Oh, hell no! Not when there's a pretty lady like me around! pulls out her bat-grapple hook Time to show this clown who's boss! Vargas, cover me!
fires the grapple hook and swings across the room Alright, Vargas, watch and learn! Keep those henchmen busy while I track down the Joker!
I start fighting the henchmen,
lands on a nearby ledge and looks around Alright, where the hell did that slippery son of a bitch go?
"Someone call the police!"
Shit, forget the phone! We don't have time for that! Vargas, cover me! quickly scans the area with her bat-sonar Joker's scent...