Okay. So they needed those communicators again to plan it out. Knocking Jay upside the head wasn't going to work and while she recognized what Sara was trying to do, Jay wasn't going to stand still without the horse.

It really was sort of dealing with a child at the moment. A three year old who was fixated on horses. "Too bad I didn't bring my little pony dolls." She muttered before turning around and hoping to see Bruce. He was head honcho. He had to know how this teamwork thing went, right?

"Yo, boss-man! We need our groovy night as his beautiful horse. Trust me on this."