Det. Manatee knew the arsonist was either

2 1/2 door 3 wheeled saloon with large opening rear window. Det. Manatee scribbled 'Late model Reliant Robin ?' in his trusty notebook with a black pen he had been given by the hot

el receptionist. He might have a chance there - it was a nearly new biro. Dragging his massive mind back to the problem, he kicked the Reliant Robin. Ouch! It's body was pure gold!

Reliant Robin was what Batman called it. The unfortunate earlier Robin was human. This Robin had been cast in gold, it would always be "there."

Batman was really fond of his Reliant Robin gold statue. When he needed "me-time," Batman would tell potential guests, "If the Robin is a-rocking, don't come a-knocking."

This really pissed Robin off. "You're abusing the Reliant Robin gold statue Batman." He would whine. Batman would just giggle maniacally in response. "I mean it Batman! People are

sick and tired of seeing your gold, self-aggrandized face lording it over Gotham City from high on your marble pedestal!" Gold statue Batman snickered quietly as Robin kicked at

The broken axe that Dr. Strangelove used to prove that he alone knew the secret behind the failed bomb teat that Batman and Robin were investigating undercover. Disguised as

Darren and Elizabeth Stevens of Morning Glory Court, on their honeymoon. They convinced the local constabulary that they were experts on bomb teats and described the litter it was

meant to feed: a patch of jungle in Korea. How it ended up in London? Darren mused, He suspected his mother-in-law, but just this once he let Sam disarm the clutch with witchcraft.