"Why does Bruce Wayne keep all this cool Batman memorabilia down in this cave?" I ask. "Won't it get moldy or something?"
Stephanie Barr, at the Batputer, rolls her eyes. Pulling up BatGoogle, she has Banksy's BatWikipedia profile in seconds. "Why," she counters, "Are you so ardent about finding this artist?"
"Bruce Wayne made me a cool costume," I says. "It makes me look like I have pectorals."
Nose-to-nose with an amazing Batsuit, I whistle involuntarily.
"Man this Wayne guy must be the shit at Comic Con."
