Dick shuffles slightly, unfolding his arms and nodding blindly at whatever B was telling him about you. His ex. There were only few times in Dick's life where he wished to have super powers and now was one of those times. He would LOVE to just fly away or turn invisible right now. He briefly glances around the decorative ballroom being used for the Gala he was attending, before glancing from Bruce to you.

God, you looked beautiful.

Dick had always been a very social person, it was something he was good at. Talking. Right now, he was letting Bruce do all the talking, which apparently set off his Bat-dad sensors.

"Do you two know each other?"

"Uh, yeah. We-"

"Great."

Bruce interrupts, patting Dick on the shoulder.

"I'll let you two catch up."

No, no, no, no, no-

Dick shoots Bruce a desperate look, who laughs with a knowing smirk and disappears into the crowd of people. Dick was going to KILL him. He turns to face you slowly, similar to how those stupid people did in horror movies when the killer was right behind them.

"Uhm- hi."

He scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, offering one of his charming grins despite knowing you wouldn't fall for that.

"You look.. nice."