Plastic Man got nipped by the psycho robot's (she is a robot right?) homemade flamethrower. Only for Apollo to swoop in with the save. Still the intense heat had melted plastic man down, leaving him stuck and gooey looking on his fellow hero. "Thyank ouuuu!" He tried to gargle out as he got helped away.

As he recovered and was back to normal just in time for everyone to get reamed at HQ. Luke didn't get any real stern talking too, as he did handle the initial takedown and didn't do anything else. Batman did pull him aside at one point to tell him that while it was good that he seemed to be over his initial fear, prematurely celebrating near the at one point still conscious villain was not at all smart. Luke understood, and certainly would've peed himself in Batman's presence if his body still worked like. It was a little weird having Batman, the supreme badass of the Justice League, taking such a gentle approach with him though. Eh, maybe he just knew what a gutless coward he was became Luke's personal reasoning. Sighing Luke looked over, "Uh what time is it, I'll call up a pizza place and have them deliver. My treat." Luke said aloud sounding a bit drained. Body still looking a bit saggy as his arms dragged on the ground.