"Oh. Man. Oh...crap." He stepped back from the portal, cluching his finger. Will stiffened, the full reality of the situation hitting him. If Mornbein didn't come back, he was stuck here.

In Gotham. Gotham...freakin' City.

How was he to get back home!? It was all because of that horrible cafe that kept appearing out of nowhere. Now it got him into this mess. Hey, at least it would make a great story. When and if he got back home, that was.

"Um...uh..." he turned around, knowing that the creepy Batwoman probably hadn't taken her hidden eyes off of him. "I don't suppose you can call up those portals too, heh heh?"