[ A very. Long. Pause. And then a very quick spiel. ]

Four years fighting crime and my whole life in Gotham and this is what gets me. My cool is officially lost, my 'been-there-done-that' liscense revoked, my depth has been declared shallow and is so far gone that it passed not funny, came all the way around, and then passed it again.

And now I'm babbling. To an angel. Great.

You probably get this a lot, huh.