“So, uh, what’re you gonna get?”

Dick pretends to peruse the menu as he sits across from you, Superman’s cousin. Clark and Bruce thought that it would be a good idea to send their sidekicks on a little date, maybe unite the Bats and Supers. At one of the nicest restaurants in all of Gotham.

And little do they know–the two of you despise each other.

A bead of sweat rolls down Dick’s back. He finds himself wanting to impress you, against his better judgment. He's not sure how it's going.