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'Let the Puzzlement Fit the Crime'.
The sentence written in bold red letters covers half the facade of a building in a wealthy quarter of town. If the bats-and-birds don't get the message despite such an OBVIOUS clue, Stephanie wonders what else she could do to get them on the right lead.
"This time, they will take us seriously!" The thirteen-year-old girl rejoiced.
"They will," her alien roommate purred, his snake-like smooth head directly attached to Stephanie's shoulder as he undulated next to her and gladly took a bite of the waffle she shared with him.
They had fun painting these external walls in the dead of night, discreet not to get spotted.
Batman and Robin refused to consider Spoiler, as Steph called her apprentice vigilante self so far, as someone who possesses valuable informations. They both cast her out when she reached out to them: Eddie and her memorized their routine tours around the blocks and showed up on the roof where they always stop for a break unless they're in the middle of an intervention.
Wearing her blue and purple outfit, the tiny figure announced bluntly that she caught evidences to denounce a smuggling ring about to commit a new robbery, after it already struck in the neighborhood. She didn't reveal she in fact overheard her own father, Ed and her investigated on Arthur Brown's unsavory business.
Having a dad who spent time in prison and hardly ever looked at her plus a mother constantly drugged to the point she risked an overdose every day meant Stephie could... literally live with an extraterrestrial symbiote without anyone noticing in her household.
Now she tried... the next level.
The bats' side of life.
"Should I tell them who I am?" She wondered after they elaborated theories over their next bat-meeting related to this new installment.
"In near future, yes. Though... maybe not today, Sunshine."
Stephie agreed, for their own safety. Still... she longs to become more than an unnamed informer for the bats.