Church?

[ He considers the name. Surname? Supername? Tim’s not sure; while the big names with the guild are known, the new arrivals don’t match in and proclaim themselves with a full bio sheet.

And Church isn’t an uncommon last name. ]

I don’t think I know anyone named Church.

[ He also hasn’t heard of Gulch, but that’s incidental. He draws the line at pulling out his phone to Google people’s hometowns mid-conversation. Only because they’d object, but, hey. Tim can wait. ]

Old-fashioned? Look, just because Central City’s not as shiny as Excelsior doesn’t mean that this is some flyover backwater. This is one of the biggest cities in the country.

[ The role of proud townie will be played today by Tim Drake. ]

We just don’t have the best karaoke singers, if you catch my drift.

[ He nods towards the stage area, where a rather inebriated fellow is about to take his third turn on the mic, and whispers conspiratorially. ]

His first two numbers have been off key Trooper songs. You feeling lucky about what’s about to happen?