"Well technically it fired some kind of dart thing that exploded into plants. That grew all over you. And let me tell you: marigolds do not taste nearly as nice as they look." Wally made a face, though if it was for the memory of the taste or of the night before was hard to tell. Truthfully, some of what had happened in that room still disturbed him in a way he wasn't comfortable with thinking about too closely. And Bats had been so intense...

Tony moved, opening his desk drawer to get out his flashlight and some extra batteries and broke his train of thought.

"Contingency plan? In case I get brainwashed, you mean?" Wally hadn't thought of that. "Uh... I'm sure I can think of something. I mean, how much trouble could I be?" But even as he said it, he remembered the other times he'd been brainwashed or mind controlled or whatever. "Uh, don't answer that."