Beyond a neighborhood watch, I don't think you'll find much home security in the nineteen-sixties. Try not to get any ideas, though.

[ as they begin their walk home, suburban streets foreign from the grittiness of gotham city, there is something peaceful about the gentle snowfall down the line of similar looking houses, the two of them walking together, christmas tree slung over his shoulder. a snapshot to keep in their minds to ignore the fact that all of this is so dreadfully wrong. ]

Afraid I can't offer you any Rooibos, but I think I saw a box of Lipton in the cupboard.