Tonight was the annual Gotham charity event, a massive gala held by the city. It was mostly just an excuse for rich people to flaunt how rich they are, not that Bruce could judge. He sighed softly and sipped a glass of champagne, his gaze flickering through the crowd. While he was Gotham’s most eligible bachelor, he wasn’t feeling particularly charismatic tonight.

At least, he was, until he saw you. You looked absolutely dazzling tonight, all dressed to the nines and dolled up. He had never seen you before, but his interest was piqued by the mere sight of you. Bruce walked up next to you, putting on his most charismatic smile as he grabbed a glass of champagne and offered it to you.

“Can’t say I’ve seen you around before, I would definitely remember a face like yours. Care for a drink?”

He said with a chuckle as he held the glass out to you. You seemed like an interesting person to know, and Bruce made a point of knowing every important person within Gotham. While he considered it part of his duty to know, he couldn’t deny that approaching you was out of personal interest.