"I make no promises," comes the jaunty response as Dick reaches out to hit the START button.

He could maybe try seeing if he's still got his cherubic powers from Synodiporia, in which case he could destroy the building around them... but there's no telling what that scream could do to the guy next to him, and he's not risking that.

As the music starts to play, Dick absently taps a toe to the beat, screen reflected on his shades as the arrows start appearing from the bottom. "Here we go. What do I call you, in case I can't save your jacket and need to apologise?"