"The Bat is who she is underneath," he insists. "What time is it, five o'clock? I bet you anything she's walking around right now pretending to lead a normal life, and I bet you anything it's nnnnot working out for her. And then she tries to tell me I'm a lowlife who kills for money." He snorts, affronted. "You know, it's not like it's not true, but it's not who I am. I've killed people for money. I've killed people for a lot of things. And if I wore a red suit it wouldn't make me Santa Claus."