Looking at the situation, El Sasquatcho should have been awestruck at setting foot in the legendary Watchtower and meeting real, established Heroes. In truth, he was. The majority of his mirth was tucked away, sapped out of him by a week that was, if nothing else, emotionally draining. 

So here he stood with his fellow Titans, taking in sights that few would ever see. He felt a little out of place, what with everyone being plainclothed in a satellite full of epic heroes in epic hero garb. His one saving grace: He wore his mask. Always. Blue jeans, black band shirt (Pollo Negro, '08 tour to be precise), big stomping boots, brown & black sugar skull mask. 

El Sasquatcho smiled wearily at his situation. He smiled, but remained on guard. He was given no reason as to [i]why[/i] they were summoned to the Tower, except that Batman wanted them there. Maybe it was training. Maybe it was a test. Regardless, he was not to be taken unawares. That had occurred too many times lately. 

Zero inquired as to the status of their fallen teammate, Vesta. El Sasquatcho was also particularly interested as well, but something more pressing came to his attention. A burgeoning need, if you will. 

"Sirs, Madames of the Justice League..." he began with a great, cultured voice, his Mexican but not quite Mexican accent making his vowels perilous to the listener, "If El Sasquatcho may be permitted a but a moment of your inestimably important time, there is an issue to which attention must be payed." 

Hopefully taking the rapt attention of the assembled Justice League, El Sasquatcho proceeded to vocalize his concerns. "Señors Super and Bat Man, Miss Woman, Luces Verde, Aguaman y Estrella Guy, and, umm... lo siento, my lady, El Sasquatcho is not really familiar with your body of work." he paused for a second, unsure of how to proceed. Urgency prompted immediate honesty, but his sense of propriety took a shaving of the bluntness from it. "El Sasquatcho has consumed many Grilled Stuffed Burritos today, and followed it with a efrigging two liter of pineapple soda. Por favor, donde esta los servicios por bano? Sorry, umm... El Sasquatcho [i]really[/i] needs to find the Little Squatch's Room, if you could point in its direction, El Sasquatcho would be particularly grateful."

"Well, and for saving the world all those times, El Sasquatcho is also with the gratitude. But for now, necesito el baño. Gracias."