"Fate always -- hhnnngh." His face whipped back again on impact, and he whipped his hand out to swipe back at the Question. His hand balled into a fist.

"He's making it the time and the place," he spat, sliding his other hand into his coat. This could have been easy. But no one ever seemed to want to learn from Harvey or Two-Face's lessons.

He rested his fingers around his gun, but then made a face of annoyance. He didn't draw it out, pulling out his coin first.