Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

the terrific trio drop in on the warehouse of Dropstitch & Company...
I understand your desire to Checkmate us, Ms. Clavicle.
We, uh, can't call them, boss. You, uh, cut the wire.
Hand over the goodies and don't dawdle.
From the desk of the Commissioner's OFFICE
Do we dare breathe, Batman?
You do that, dear.
manufacturers of fine knitting needles.
I just recalled it. Ready?
You should have bought some prison insurance, Ms. Clavicle.
Don't make a move, Batgirl.
It was nothing, really.
But we've been policemen almost all of our lives.
at the Gotham National Bank. - Right, Batman.
But I strongly suspect there's more to your scheme...
Releasing my fourth finger.