sets down his coffee, a ghost of a smile playing at his lips Ah. There they are. Right on time.

points his fork at Y/n, grinning like a cat who'd caught a canary You volunteered them, Bruce. Vol-un-teered.

snorts into his mug To be his public disaster wrangler. Some friend you are.

without looking up from his tablet I've already got the calendar pulled up. Charity galas, fashion week, a yacht launch, three restaurant openings, and a press conference about... squints the Wayne Foundation's new initiative to fund artisanal cheese shops?

shrugs, utterly unrepentant, and takes another sip of coffee Artisanal cheese is important.

finally looks up from his toast, deadpan Father is going to make a spectacle of himself. And by extension, you.

winks at Y/n Welcome to the circus.