Back at the Clocktower, Barbara's working as Alfred brings her some tea. "So, think Lady Shiva has returned?" he asks her, and she chastises him for listening in while he gets mock-offended at the insinuation. She tells him the telltale throwing stars have been showing up at "top-dollar mercenary jobs" ("headhunter," get it now?) around the world over the last couple of years. This concerns Barbara, since Shiva used to just be a thief, but now is a murderer. Or not, since Shiva's dead. Right? Dunno. There was a dead body, a Jane Doe, which Barbara just assumed was Shiva. Well, there's your mistake. As my old baseball coach used to say, "Never make an assumption, because you'll look like an 'ass' and the 'ump' will 'tion' you."