After returning to Gotham City, Roland headed to the church first. A lot of weapons had been dragged out of storage for the expedition to England, and now they needed sorting out.
"Don't pile the propellant together, and keep it well away from open flames. Put the bullets in the dry cabinet. Remember to check for rust spots, clumped powder, or changes in weight," Deadshot directed from the side.
"A true professional." Roland clapped his hands.
"You're finally back. Did you find The Flash?" Deadshot asked Roland as he stripped and serviced his sidearm.
"Found him. He went over to the North Star."
"That's quite a trip."
"Yeah."
As the two made awkward small talk, Alena came over. "Boss, there's a little old man outside looking for you."
"Hm?" Roland went outside to take a look. The visitor was something of an acquaintance: Superman's enemy, Toyman.
"Oh, him." Roland lowered his voice and told Alena, "He makes some good stuff, but he's a little... You guys should humor him later. Those toys are too dangerous for the kids in Metropolis, but they're just right for you."
"Got it." Alena nodded.
"I'll go welcome him." Roland walked up and shook Toyman's hand. "What brings you here?"
"Superman isn't in Metropolis. Some really annoying kid has taken over his job, so I decided to stay in Gotham for a while and test out my new toys while I'm here," Toyman said.
"Huh, where did Superman go this time?" Roland wasn't worried that anything had happened to Superman, but leaving without a word was pretty unusual for him.
"Never mind that. Are you free right now? Want to try the new toys I made?"
"Sure. Let me see." Roland nodded.
Toyman went outside and hauled a Slot Machine out of the back of