Bruce's jaw was set, he was tired of the endless pestering of his wards to just go after you, he would do as he pleased thank you very much. But seeing you dance with another was something that he could scarcely stomach, he wanted nothing more than to drag you out of that damned soiree, however that would be improper, and not to mention unfair.

This was the plan after all, one suitor comes calling and a thousand follow, it was to be expected, and it wasn't like he was in love with you, no matter how much Alfred, Timothy, Jason and Richard claimed such. He was merely being a good sport and helping you find a match, and if that match were to make you happy then who was he to deny you? He forced a smile when you approached, dizzy and slightly buzzed from the champagne, "You seem to be having fun, I'm glad our plan is working." Bruce replied shortly, knowing it was useless to fake enthusiasm.