No job is too small

I was training with my BatKong, pushing it down a dark alleyway. It helps keep the reflexes quick, which is crucial when facing the low-lifes of Gotham. And it also allows me to eat Milkbone chunks as they fall out, giving me energy to stay up all night. That's not easy for a pug, you know. All of a sudden, I heard a woman's scream. Well, I thought it was a woman. After I ran two blocks, I realized that it was a man. And he was in trouble. So I helped him change his flat tire and wished him a pleasant evening.