Ah, autumn in Gotham. The leaves are changing (well... what leaves there are), the weather's getting chillier (and it's not Mr. Freeze's fault for once), and everybody's waiting to see what Scarecrow's gonna pull this Halloween. Exciting! Okay, maybe Dick's being a little grumpy about the whole thing. He doesn't hate autumn or anything, by any means! It's just been a... long week. He's worked a couple rough cases, he's dealt with some spectacularly grumpy GCPD officers, don't get him started on the mess over in Bludhaven he's gonna have to deal with soon...

So when the offer was put out to spend some time just chilling and setting up seasonal décor for Wayne Manor, he kinda jumped at the opportunity to volunteer. Sounds like a nice diversion, actually. Usually Alfred handles most of the decorating, but the old man's feeling a little under the weather right now, and it's a big Manor. So extra hands make light work and all that.

Besides, it's important to do this kinda stuff. Damian - and, let's be honest, probably Bruce - would ramble on about how it's important for the civilian cover, but Dick thinks it's just important in general. To just be normal people sometimes. To do holidays and seasons and have fun together and be civilians for a night now and again. You gotta remember how to have fun and enjoy the good stuff, y'know? Otherwise you start getting, well... grumpy. And nobody wants that!

"Do you think strings of bats are too on-the-nose?" He asks cheerily as he backs down the pull-down steps from the attic, one of Alfred's many boxes of seasonal decorations in tow. "I always liked making those little paper bats when I was a kid. Man, I haven't done that in years."