It was quit for awhile. It was mostly because you were looking at all the buttons and flashing lights. You really wanted to know what each did but at the same time you were to scarred you might eject yourself out of the car and through the roof like in the movies. The thought of this made you retract your fingers from the bright switches. You see another that was green and vary small. You looked at it and felt your curiosity eating away at your better judgment. Your hand moves to it but batmans voice brings you back to reality.

"That will make the car explode." He said in a monotone voice. You squeak and pull your hand away once more.

"Oh. Well... why would you need that?"

"It's come in handy before." He said like it was no big deal. You stare at him for a moment before you squeal out.

"What?!" You laughed as you did so, which honestly just sounded weird. You rub your forehead. "What kind of situation would you have to be in that you would have to blow up your own car? Also! How many cars do you have? I'm pretty sure you can't just go to the nearest car dealership and get a new one."

Batman didn't reply but you could see a vary small smile. You shake you head as you look around the vehicle once more. Then a idea popped into your mind.

"You wouldn't happen to be ok if I write about this in my blog would you?" You asked with a big smile.

He turned his head a little so you guessed he was looking at you. He didn't say anything for a moment then sighed.

"Ok."

That little word almost made you scream for joy. Then you stoped.

"Are you sure? You gave in pretty quickly. I thought I would have to beg more." Before Batman could say anything he turned sharply into the next road. You found yourself now push up against him because of the turn. Your face got warm and you quickly back up.

"S-sorry."

"It's ok. Put on your seatbelt."

"Yes sir." You said as you did what you were told.

"I said yes because I haven't said anything that would have any threat to your safety or others. Also for some reason I feel like no matter what I say you will do it anyways."

"Mhm... so it has nothing todo with wanting attention?" You asked with a raised eyebrow. You knew it wasn't because of that but for some reason you just wanted to mess with him.

"I'm not the type for attention." He said with no emotion.

"Says the man in a skin tight suit and pointy bat ears. Also a giant cap and bright yellow belt."

He didn't answer. You giggled and turned in your seat to face the street. As you watch the street lights flash by you remember something.

"Oh! I forgot! You stoped two face from robbing a bank last week right? My sister was there. She said one of the guys was talking about killing them but you swooped in and saved them. She said if she ever met you she wanted to say thanks. So I'll say it for her....thanks."

For a moment it was quit and you slowly turned you attention back to the street feeling a little awkward now. But finally the silence was broken.

"Your welcome."