[ oh. bruce pretends to look busy by something. he reaches for his phone and makes a few swipes at it. good thing that he's paid for the security at the event. it comes with the benefits of being the host. which means that with a press of a button he can alert them to any guest he feels is putting on a bad impression for wayne enterprise's and their image...

though he'll hold off just one more moment. just enough to read the situation more. ]

Lucky. Wish I knew the feeling. [ it's a serious statement masked in a joke. something tells him that she'll get it.

he presses the button.

then laughs. him. batman? how'd she figure it out? ]

You know, just because I'm elusive and a bit of a night owl, doesn't mean I'm an urban legend.