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Batman! Batman! Batman!

Sorry, Selina.

I didn't mean to wake you so early,

But today's a big day.

Oh, man. Another all-nighter.

Bed is sure going to feel good.

Claire!

Who's ready for
"Go To Work With Grown Up Day"?

You're going to have so much fun
at work with Dad.

I made a list of do's and don'ts.

It's mostly don'ts
I learned through doing.

Well, here's a "don't" for you.

Don't wake me up
when I'm trying to sleep in.

You can't sleep in.

I didn't even tell you
about the best part.

His office chair.

Damian. I'm way too tired for this.

Not just any chair.
This one is custom built for CEOs.

Not only does it have standard heating
and massage capabilities,

but it has this sensor that
like mathematically forms to your butt.

I got to sit on it once,
and I haven't felt true comfort since.

Oh, yeah? Okay, whatever.

Off to another exciting day
at the Wayne family factory, are we?

I'm going with Alicia today.

She still lives here?

Why doesn't she do us all a favor and
move in with those second-rate villains?

The Members of E*Vil are ex-villains.

They're good guys now.

Good guys?
Have I taught you nothing, my boy?

This is the oldest trick
in the villain handbook.

Earn your enemies' trust,
then stab them in the back.

Take me, for example.
Why, just earlier today...

Oh!

It was salt!

I don't know. They all seem really nice.

Once a villain, always a villain.

Never forget that, my little munchkin.

Salt...

Are you certain you'll manage
"Go to Work Day"

without Damian this year, sir?

Of course.

Meow.

It won't be the same without him,

but I'm excited to bring Claire
to the office today.

I think she'll get a lot out of it.

One of my fondest memories was
the day my dad took me to his office.

I was only a lad of eight,
but watching him work that day

really made an impression on me.

Today, I want to do the same for Claire.

-What?
-Well, you certainly work hard.

And wanting to impress
Claire is understandable, but--

-But what?
-She isn't eight.

Impressing tweens isn't easy, BW.

All we're saying is, don't be surprised
if she's not blown away by board meetings,

contract negotiations, and paper pushing.

Speaking of blown away,
you guys see the size of this lake trout?

Bruce, you want in on this?

Uh, nah, I'm good.

Yo, Alicia, ready to roll?

Like thunder, Little D!

Bye, Alfred. Bye, Dad.
Happy "Go To Work With A Grown Up Day"!

Don't forget, be on your best behavior.

All right, Selina,
you're coming to work with me today.

You can help me pack
Master Wayne's lunchbox.

-Is that salt?
-Yes.

It's a little trick I learned
from an old friend.

Curse you, Pennyworth!

And this release form allows sales
to fold into your revenue streams

adjacent to your clients.

My team has worked tirelessly
to push this through.

Oh! This contract pertains
to sustainable growth...

-So sleepy.
-it's really quite fascinating.

Expanding and diversifying

your portfolio,
it's very important to always...

Whoa, Damian was right.

Sheepskin exterior. Bespoke footrest.
Fully customizable comfort.

Flame, I think I'm gonna cry.

Impressive, right?

Hey, wait, Claire.
Have you been listening to me at all?

Depends. Which would disappoint you more?

Me not listening to you,
or me lying to you?

You lying to me, of course.

Then no, I have not been listening to you.

Alicia was right.
She's not easily impressed.

Damian was right.
That chair is incredibly plush.

Okay, you're losing her, Brucey.
Gotta think of a way to impress her.

If I only knew what she was thinking.

Chair, chair, chair,
chair, chair.

Patience, Brucey. You have time.
You'll find a way to impress her.

Patience, Claire. You'll find a
way to get your booty into that chair.

And here we are. E*Vil.
This is where I rehabilitate villains.

Cool!

We have such a fun day
of community outreach planned.

Oh, looks like
some of us have already started.

-All you need is sunlight and water.
-Thanks, Killer Moth!

Ah, hello, young one.

We were just explaining the joys
of urban farming to our neighbors.

It really feels good to earn
the trust of the community.

Giganta!

Whoa, you grew these? Thanks, Giganta.

Man, I don't know
what Pap Pap was talking about.

Villains can totally change.

What the...

Damian is so excited
to hang out with you all.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say and do
can be used in the court of law.

-And you are now under arrest!
-Damian!

Sad Hatter is just moving in.

Oh.

Look at all the cool stuff
I could show you. Impressive, right?

We got our R&D department,
the communications lab, the warehouse.

There's the helicopter pad,
which also has a radio antenna

that is capable of broadcasting...

Wait. Did you say "warehouse"?
That sounds impressive.

Wait, what? Warehouse?
Ah, but there are no kids allowed.

I can watch you on here
through the camera.

But that would mean you'd have
to go down without me.

Hey, anything for my Claire. Have a seat.

Wait.

I, Bruce Wayne, will get special treatment
if I try to work in the warehouse

because I'm the boss.

But I bet the floor person
wouldn't give special treatment to...

Matches Malone.

Nice.

Now, go light a match down there, Malone.

I'm gonna impress you in the warehouse
today or my name isn't...

Matches Malone.

How would I’ve known Sad Hatter
joined E*Vil?

The last time I saw her, she...

was on the news. Doing bad stuff.

Hey, remember
when you said you trusted me?

You think you can trust me enough
to at least give Sad Hatter a chance?

-Sure. I trust you, Alicia.
-Great. Now, sit tight.

I got to see if I have any more ice packs.

Once a villain, always a villain.

My bat gut's telling me I should keep
an eye on her, just in case.

Welcome to your first group share, Stella.

And remember,
this is a judgment-free zone.

Well, my dad forced me
into the family business.

Didn't seem like he was forcing you
when you two

broke into that Wayne Enterprises
storage facility last week.

-Damian!
-What? It was headline news.

Sorry, Stella. Please continue.

I didn't know what I was getting into.

He told me it'd be an easy way
to pay off my student debt,

and that it would
build my self-esteem.

How's saddling someone with a name like
"Sad Hatter" help with your self-esteem?

Mm-hmm.

You know, Stella,
defying a parent is hard.

But remember, ultimately,
we are responsible for our own happiness.

Man, parents stink!

Mine used to say
I don't look anything like a moth.

Jerks.

Try wearing a snake costume.
But that's okay.

Buttercup avenged me. She ate them.

Gee, thanks, guys.

-Aww.
-Giganta.

My dad's trying to call me again.

So you are still in contact with him!

I haven't changed my phone yet, okay?
We're on the family plan.

Exactly.

Guys, guys!

Okay, that's enough for now.
We've got a big day ahead of us.

-Yay! It's Rad Hatter's first day!
-Giganta!

Look alive, rookie!

You may have tricked Alicia, Sad Hatter,
but I know a villain when I see one.

Claire, I need you to access
Dad's computer.

-Can't. Working.
-Hey, you owe me.

I told Dad that it was me
that set his beard on fire.

All right, all right.

Start by digging up anything
you can on Stella Tetch.

AKA the Sad Hatter.

Matches Malone, eh?

You think you got what it takes
to work in my warehouse?

Yes, sir. I actually do think
I have what it takes--

That's strike one.
I don't need thinkers. I need workers.

But since you brought it up,

allow me to share a list of things
Ansen Goodberry don't need.

Laziness, dishonesty, tardiness,
funny business, nose hair,

long hair, weird hair, clairvoyance,
guys named Phillip, glitter,

question marks, office parties,
reggae, boat cruises,

office parties with reggae boat cruises,
and back chat. Any questions?

Well, uh, I think...

No! I'm still listing things I don't need.
I don't need any questions.

Now, as far as what
you won't need in my warehouse,

contact with the outside world.

We've got a clever saying around here.

"When you're on my floor,
your phone's behind my door."

Huh, it rhymes.

I know it rhymes!
That's what makes it clever.

Strike two for pointing out
obvious wordplay.

Now get to work, hippie.

Claire, you're seeing this?

Go get 'em, Bruce.

Hmm.

Ansen Goodberry.

Why is that name familiar?

Eh, who knows?

Huh, this is odd.

I'm doing the same inventory rotation
that's been going on for days.

Is something missing, or being looked for?

Kinda weird.

Eh, well, maybe that's how
the warehouse runs.

Wow, you get to do this every day?

Yeah, E*Vil does projects
like this all over the city.

Really?

Hey, Sad. How come you're not painting?

Helping out the community
not your thing? Hmm?

I told you, I don't paint.
I do graphic design.

Oh, is that our new sign?
Love the kerning.

You know what this calls for?

Time for a dance break.

-Whoo!
-Come on, Little D.

What does dancing have to do
with community service?

You can't work every second of the day.

You got to trust the process.

Fine.

Boy, that Bruce Wayne really knows
how to reward hard work.

Even the water tastes good. Am I right?

I guess.

Anyway, we got to do something
about that Goodberry.

Yeah, it's always,
"Find that crate. Now, put it back."

"Find this crate. Now, put it back."
The guy makes no sense.

Yeah, what's the guy
looking for anyway?

Hey! You'll all be looking for new jobs
if you don't get back to work.

-Malone!
-Sir!

Picked this one just for you. Enjoy.

Yes, sir, Mr. Goodberry.

Huh.

Claire, are you there? There's something
fishy going on down here.

Let's put a pause on
"Go To Work With A Grown Up Day".

I'm going dark.

Huh, what?

Oh, yeah. Gotta do that Damian thing.

So, Stella, how are you feeling
after your first day at E*Vil?

Well, it's always been hard for me.
I've always felt judged because of my dad.

-Living in the shadow of a parent's hard.
-Mm-hmm.

My dad loves the shadows.

But today,
you all made me feel really welcome.

Even you, you little weirdo.
So thanks, everyone.

Oh, you're always welcome here,
Rad Hatter.

Ah, yeah!

Ah, yeah, a new dynasty of
friendship begins! Ah, yeah.

It's a little tight.

Make it quick, we're having ice cream.

Dude, your bat gut was totally right.

What?

I was doing some research like you asked.

Looks like Mad Hatter
and an unknown accomplice

got into trouble two nights ago.

Police are looking for someone
named S. Tetch as a possible suspect.

Ring any bells?

Once a villain,
always a villain.

Remember when I said that earlier?

-Yeah, it rings a bell.
-Great.

Glad I could help,
I'll text you the details, bye.

And back to sleep.

Ansen Goodberry. Why do I know you?

Nice work, Volcana.

Oh, no, Bruce!

Sad Hatter, stay right where you are!

Damian, what are you doing?

What I should have done
from the beginning.

Stella Tetch, you're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in--

-What gives?
-Don't interrupt me.

You know exactly what gives.

You have a right to an attorney.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in the court of law.

You are now under arrest!

You're making it worse, Moth!

I guess that's what you call
your just desserts.

Boo!

Damian Thomas Wayne,
explain yourself this instant.

It's okay. Sad Hatter lied to us.

Look, the other night, Mad Hatter
pulled off a job in Central City.

Now, the police are after him
and his accomplice. S. Tech.

Stella Tetch!

Stanley.

S. Tetch. Stanley Tetch, my brother.

After I quit the family biz
to go back to art school,

my dad must have recruited that dweeb.

He's the Glad Hatter.

Ohh.

I think "Go To Work Day" is over, Damian.

Because you're fired.

Come on, Bruce. Pick up. Pick up.
You're in serious danger.

Whoops!
Looks like you're stuck in my voicemail.

You know the drill.

Bruce, it's Claire.

Listen to me.
Your boss down there, he's trouble.

I saw his photo,
and it reminded me of someone,

but his name, Goodberry, brought back
memories of my past life.

I pulled jobs
with a guy who used that name.

It was fake, of course.

His real name was Todd Russell.

But you know him as a different name.

You thought you could hide
from me, didn't you?

Clayface.

That’s your third strike!

What's a washed up villain
pretending to be a warehouse foreman

doing rooting around Wayne Enterprises?

How about you tell me
what a loser nobody like you

was doing snooping on his boss?

Huh?

Does that answer your question?

Batman.

I just discovered Gotham's
greatest secret.

Batman is Matches Mal--

On a scale of 1 to 10, how mad are you?

Scale of 1 to 10?
You broke my trust, Damian.

No, I can explain!

No, I can explain.

I trusted you to give me
and E*Vil a chance today.

And look what you did to us.

You took our judgment-free zone,
and filled it with judgment.

Specifically alienating our new member,
right as she was opening up to us.

And to top it all off,

you attacked our entire group
and smashed the ice cream cart.

Does that sound like
a trustworthy person to you?

So... ten?

But I do trust you, Alicia.

Sorry, Damian.

I just don't see how I can trust
you doing anything anymore.

Taking you to work was a big mistake.

I'm Batman!

I'm not supposed to tell anyone,

but it's worth it
if it means you'll trust me again.

Yeah, right, Damian.
And I'm Wonder Woman.

But I'm serious.

Yeah. Yeah. Ha, ha, ha. Very funny.

Alicia?

Come on, Bruce, come on.

Whoops! Look like you're stuck
on my voicemail. You know--

All right, that's it.
We're going down there.

My butt cheeks will never forget you.

What are you and Mad Hatter after?

Why would I work with the Mad Hatter?

I heard that guy's own kids
won't even work with him.

So it's a coincidence you both broke
into a Wayne Enterprises facility?

You're the detective. You figure it out.

Ah, what?

We can do 104 floors, right?

I guess it would explain
how easily you took out E*Vil.

Yeah, that would have been way easier
if I had my Batarangs.

And your dad must know about this, too.

Wait, if you're a little Batman,
does that mean that BW is...

Please don't ask me to say anymore.

I'm sorry I trusted my bat gut
when I should have trusted you.

I was just trying to protect you. Honest.

It's good to know
that little Batman's got my back.

But you'd be surprised.
I can protect myself.

-Yello?
-Bruce!

Warehouse! Clay-Clay...

Clayface?

Just come now.

Alicia, I need to go, but I can't say why
because I don't want to lie to you again.

-But it's...
-Say no more, Damian, I trust you.

-Thanks.
-Damian! What the--

Yo, Clayface!

Ha! It's spaghetti time!

Cool! For a second there, I didn't think
"spaghetti time" would make sense.

-Damian, what are you doing here?
-I heard you needed a hand!

Get my butt out of my face!

Bright, what are you doing here?

The less you know, the better.

-Trust me.
-We'll discuss this later.

What?

Oh, yeah!

Now, we're talking.

Oh, what the heck? He's huge now!

Leave Clayface to me.

-Who do you think you--
-Dad!

Well, guess it's quittin' time for me.

No!

-Clayface is getting away!
-So long!

And by the way, Malone, you're fir-- Huh?

-What?
-Actually, Goodberry...

you're fired.

No!

Yeah!

You're coming with me.

Another time.

Way to go, Claire.

That was so cool when you were like,
"No, you're fired."

Well, that, uh, that was
an impressive day at the office.

Wow. That chair really does do everything.

It's funny, after all of this, the chair's
what impresses you the most?

You know what's funny?

After you took me into your home
and made me a part of your family,

it never occurred to you
maybe I'm already pretty impressed?

And they call you
the world's greatest detective.

-Get in here.
-Cannonball!

It couldn't get any better.

Oh, it can always get better.

Oh, look, it's the kid
who thinks we're villains.

Did you bring a hose?

I want to apologize.

-Yeah, right.
-No, let him speak.

Look, I know I was a jerk,

but I'm hoping if anyone's willing
to give me a second chance, it's you guys.

Alicia said this might be a tough sell,
so we brought this.

Who wants ice cream?

-I do!
-Hold up. You got cookie dough?

Oh, now we're talking!

I'm really sorry.

Do you forgive me, Rad Hatter?

Come on. Let's get some of that ice cream
before King Tut eats it all.

I took the liberty of printing 25 years of
Wayne Enterprises Storage manifests, sir.

Thanks, Alfred. Whatever it was
Clayface and Mad Hatter were after,

they seem to think
Wayne Enterprises has it.

What could they possibly be looking for?

I have no idea.

But I might know who does.