[The run there is quick and mostly painless. Once they arrive, Wally chases off the handful of teenagers smoking pot underneath the bleachers while Artemis looks for the floodlight master switch.

He finds her a moment later, hands on his hips.] Okay, so I'll text him and let him know to come here. I'll talk to him and keep him busy; if you see him do something or like, if I scream in pain or something, you throw that. Flashbang him in the face too for good measure.