Dick quietly slips into the window, still in his Nightwing get-up. He smiles softly as he looks around the kitchen and walks over to the cupboard, opening it and grabbing a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. He shrugs and opens the box, eating handfuls dry.

Dick knew the woman that lived here... Kinda. She's a nurse at Gotham General, typically night, so she had seen him out of the suit. They had never formally met, but he had saved her ass a couple times here and there... She'll be fine.