[He busts into maniacal laughter, unable to control himself as the echo fills the warehouse.]

Oh! I love that look!

[Have the sincerest expression ever, Diana.]

Really, it's what keeps me going in these hard times.

[That sincere expression turns into a much darker, intimidating glare.]

Now, why don't you put your little string away before I get nasty? Ooooh boys!

[At his signal, a pair of cackling hyenas emerge from the shadows, followed by a dozen clown-clad goons with Tommy-Guns.]

You may be fast, D's, but your little armbands can't block every bullet.

[His own look of realization comes to his face.]

By the way... can I call you D's or is it Double D's? You know what they say... men can never tell!

[His laughter fills the room once again.]