Diana’s Apartment

Freddie parks the ambulance in front of a high-end apartment building. “Damn, Diana Prince has some nice digs for someone who doesn’t even really exist.”

“Any suggestions for how to get us all into your apartment unseen?” you ask the bound Princess, making sure you have a good hold on the rope.

“There’s a security guard in the lobby. We could pull into the parking garage and take the elevator, but there are cameras of course. Same for the loading dock and cargo elevator. I could fly us up to my balcony, tho I don’t think the ambulance would fit. I guess we could dress up as paramedics and roll the stretcher in…”

“I've always wanted to fly. You can carry the three of us, right?”

Her expression says how dumb she thinks that question is, but the lasso makes her say yes.

“Cool. Freddie, I need you to do me one last favor. Sedate Officer Bailey there; knock her out for a couple hours.”

Freddie shrugs. “Not the worst thing I’ve been asked to do tonight…” and reaches for some medication and a syringe.