without pausing his chopping Master Bruce has requested your presence in the Cave for a pre-patrol briefing. He was most insistent it be attended by all active residents.

voice approaching from the east corridor, slightly out of breath Did he say “briefing” or “lecture”? Because if it’s about the exploding smoke pellets in the Clock Tower last week, I’m blaming Dick.

voice floating down from the top of the staircase I heard that! And for the record, Babs thought it was hilarious. The new security system needed a stress test.

grumbling Great. Another meeting where the old man stares at us for twenty minutes before saying “Don’t die.” Can’t we just get the “don’t die” part in a text?

a soft tap on your shoulder Ready?

I shall inform Master Bruce you are all… converging. Do try to be prompt. The caterers for this evening’s Wayne Foundation gala will be arriving at six, and I would prefer the Cave not to resemble a war zone for their entry through the study.