It had been going smoothly. Almost too smoothly. His first week in Bludhaven he had stopped ten muggings and numerous petty store robberies. He wondered if all the big time criminals gravitated towards Gotham. He was almost bored with everything, but maybe he should enjoy it while he could. He stood on top of a rooftop and gazed out on the city with his binoculars. Nighwingulars? He shook his head at the thought. Bruce always had a cool name for his gadgets. He was sure he'd come up with plenty on his own, but he'd call Bruce tomorrow and ask his opinion on the subject.

Suddenly, something caught his eye. It was an unmarked white delivery van pulling up in front of the Bludhaven bank. He quickly folded up his, (bird eyes? No, still no good), and swung using his grappling hook, (bird claw? No, not the time right now) to the top of the Bludhaven bank. As he peered down he saw a small group of men get out of the van. They opened up the back doors and pulled several bank robbing tools and headed up the steps. 

He shimmied down the building and landed on top of the truck. "Hey guys." He said standing up. "Do you have cool names for your bank tools? I'm stuck on some names for my stuff." 

The men turned around and furrowed their brow at the sight of him and looked confusedly at each other. "The hell it that?" One said to the other. "I think it's that Batman wanna be that's trying to clean up this town." One replied. They laughed as their put down their tools and reached for their guns.

"I don't like being laughed at guys." Dick replied as he chucked a gas pellet in the center of the men. The smoke quickly released and the men doubled over coughing. Dick quickly went to work immobilizing the men. Before the smoke cleared, he had all the men tied back to back and arm to arm. He then grappled back up the building, took out his cell phone and quickly called the cops to his location.