"Arbitrarily long ago - I could go sifting through the Stone Age - but we're putting the standard cutoff a bit nearer because we don't want to overwhelm the infrastructure. People who have a place to go are mostly going to be people who died not so long ago. But if you have a place to put whoever you have in mind I don't see why you shouldn't have them, as long as you have my attention."
Jane's Janepoint is in this room. She manifests a face. "Those're pretty common names," she says. "I need a date of death to narrow it down."
"Batlady, meet Jane," says Bella. "She does the afterlife sorting and interworld transit."
"Can you think of any reason I might regret queue-jumping these people?" inquires Bella.
"Okay. Jane, see if they'll let you check them out anyway."
Thomas Wayne wakes up first.
[Hello!] says Jane. [This is the afterlife. You and your wife have been nominated for a return to the world of the living. It has been twenty-five years since you died. Please take this pamphlet.] (Jane has been given the ability to generate pamphlets when and where they are needed.) [With your permission, I'd like to vet you for resurrection; this will involve a low-fidelity scan of your memories. I'm a computer program, albeit a very smart one, and won't tell anybody any personal details unless they're relevant to whether it's safe to have you walking around on your Earth again.]
Martha awakens and gets the same speech and pamphlet, edited where necessary.
"Maybe Batlady would rather greet them while not in her Halloween costume?" says Bella.
"I carry one of her eyes with me but I'd have to, you know, go there, that okay?" Bella says, tapping her earpiece.
She stealths, teleports the Batlady back to the alley, and teleports into Wayne Manor.
[Hey, Batlady, cool to appear them in front of this guy in the house who's dusting or should I put them in another room?]