Confused, my arse. Even I 'ave to pull the stops right out to confuse you these days.
[Iris is on a couch in Barbara's room, lounging in an untidy pile of German Shepherds and cat. She's wearing a dazzling, iridescent blue butterfly-themed Spandex outfit and mask and knee-high gold leather boots; if anything, she looks younger than your regular Iris, lean, muscled and athletic. She doesn't even have a drink in her hand, although that may only be in deference to Babs.]
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[Iris is on a couch in Barbara's room, lounging in an untidy pile of German Shepherds and cat. She's wearing a dazzling, iridescent blue butterfly-themed Spandex outfit and mask and knee-high gold leather boots; if anything, she looks younger than your regular Iris, lean, muscled and athletic. She doesn't even have a drink in her hand, although that may only be in deference to Babs.]
'Ello all. Any other Gotham faces still 'ere?