Gotham was a mess. It always had been as far as Dinah was concerned. Sure Bruce and the bat-pack did their bit to clean up the scum that littered it's streets, but for the Black Canary they weren't trying hard enough. Releasing a sigh, the platinum blonde heroine moved slowly down a blackened alley to where a drug dealer was getting down to his usual business. Tapping the BOP comm link situated in her ear, Dinah Lance spoke in a hushed whisper to her best friend. "Babs I know this isn't my city, but come on...I need to do something...." No answer from Oracle, wow this was helpful. "Babs? Oh come on, don't make me call boy wonder." Still no answer, meh, she must've been asleep or something. "Well with no voice of reason I'll just have to do my thing." Flashing a pearly grin, the fishnet clad heroine moved down towards the dealer and placed her hands on her hip. "You could get a real job y'know. This one makes you more hated than lawyers." Quickly dishing out a mixture of martial arts moves, the guy was unconcious in minutes. Dusting her hands off, she moved back into a lit street and sighed. Why wasn't Babs answering her. It was the boy wonder quip wasn't it? Shaking her head she began to make her way down the street, mulling over what exactly was going on with Oracle.