Scarecrow was about to make some comment about how this was the best he could do when he lived in an abandoned house and couldn't very well buy the means to turn the room into a five star hotel room, but he was cut off with the tug. His leg brace squeaked at the sudden movement.

"My, my, aren't we eager?" He asked in an amused tone. "Last night I had to scare you half to death before you let me get so far."