"I want to be placed in some, like, really important place!" Princess Batsy announced in her mind.
"You don't think this is important enough?" Mad Hatter asked.
"NUhhhhh, it is," she moaned. "But I wanna, like, also be placed in a place where a lot of people can see me and see how awesome I am. Like in a museum or art gallery or in the city centre, where everyone can pass by and, like, say 'what an utterly beautiful princess mannequin! She's so sexy an' hot an' gorgeous an' totes betters than any other lady.' If today's my unbirthiday, I want everyone to be staring at ME!"
If she could move, Princess Batsy would stamp her foot.
If the other mannequins could move, they'd clap their hands.
"Oooo, how perfect," Countess Joker said.
"Yes, everyone should see how gorgeous you are," Lady Freeze added.
"Well, I can't deny you anything," Mad Hatter said to his spoiled little plastic tart. "I do have an idea."
* * *
Meanwhile, Jimmy Olsen moaned as he opened his eyes.
He found himself strapped to a table with two mannequins staring at him.
"What's going on?" he asked.
The mannequins giggled.