"That's about the size of it. They even have information on our lives before we were brought here...but they aren't totally accurate." She explained with an eyeroll.

"Or if they are, they distort the information to make us more interesting, as if we need any help in that department." Another toothy grin.

Leaning forward she started in on her chili dog again as the ice cream dripped lazily down the side of it's glass. "Can't believe I never saw it before, that strong square jaw. Family tragedy. Three or four different robins, three adopted sons...who knows who the blond Robin was." She mused out loud. "Then there's the three batgirls, batwoman...I think there's a batcow."