Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's a mystery here...
Batman.
and I have a strange hunch that Chandell is at the heart of it.
that I'm positive doesn't belong there.
but there's almost always a cab waiting downstairs.
Imagine me singing to the piano of the world-famous Chandell.
Yes, sir.
Luck spelled "Caped Crusaders."
"To the Batmobile, Robin. Let's go."
The Dynamic Duo, out of town?
Good night.
Tonight?
Let's interrogate them, huh?
It's your own fault, Chandell, kid...
What else could I do? I'd hurt my fingers in the piano lid.
Hear this then, maestro.
Good thought, Robin. Perhaps we can learn something.