"Aw, no one?" The Riddler begins to laugh, but it's a sound that dies in his throat as soon as he hears a quiet answer from somewhere behind him. A woman's voice. He spins on his heels to get a good look at her.
It's the little redhead. Oh, my.
He tucks his cane under an arm and golf-claps delicately, his gun still in hand. "Good job, miss. I thought that no one would get it. Perhaps you'll puzzle out another!"
It's then that the bank manager shows. The Riddler rounds on him and aims the gun at his head. "Go to the vault. Fill up the bags, large currency first. No funny business." A nod to Benny sends the man with the manager, and once they've vanished from sight, Riddler turns back to this redhead. "Ah, now, as I was saying. If the day before the day after tomorrow will be Saturday, and the day after the day before yesterday was Thursday, what is today?"
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It's the little redhead. Oh, my.
He tucks his cane under an arm and golf-claps delicately, his gun still in hand. "Good job, miss. I thought that no one would get it. Perhaps you'll puzzle out another!"
It's then that the bank manager shows. The Riddler rounds on him and aims the gun at his head. "Go to the vault. Fill up the bags, large currency first. No funny business." A nod to Benny sends the man with the manager, and once they've vanished from sight, Riddler turns back to this redhead. "Ah, now, as I was saying. If the day before the day after tomorrow will be Saturday, and the day after the day before yesterday was Thursday, what is today?"