Annoyed at Kid grabbing most of his pancakes, as Sakaya handed them to him, a swift hand slipped in and hoisted them into the air "Yoink." he said, as he sat down with them in the same swift movement, he then pulled the knife that Kid had stabbed into the table and looked it over, before pushing it against his head and crushing it like an empty can of cola. "I don't like knives." he said, gently throwing it to her feet with a clatter. "Too many things that go wrong when throwing one of those." he said, then watched as she walked away. He then stared at the knife and took a deep breath, he had once used his Heat Vision when in the heat of battle, and had been trying to replicate it ever since. He was getting slightly better... The squashed metal would feel slightly warm, but that was the most he could manage, he finally exhaled. Before grabbing his fork and trying to cut a piece off of the pancake shaped like his palm, unfortunately, this whole knife business had gotten him a little angry and he wasn't watching his strength, the plate split as he pushed the fork through it. "Oh dammit..." he said, hitting his fist on the table, his fist going straight through. "OH DAMMIT!!!"

[i]"Calm your mind..."[/i] the box on his belt said. [i]"Take a deep breath."[/i] He did so. [i]"Now count to 20 in your mind and exhale slowly."[/i] it said to him. He followed the orders. Then looked around.

"I'm sorry, i'll fix that..." he said calmly "Did Batman tell anyone here where the garage is?"