When he decided that he was going to be a vampire for Halloween, he knew that other people would most likely be dressed as vampires too. It was Halloween, anyone could dress up as anything they wanted to and he wasn't going to tell the whole of Gotham what to do.

What he didn't expect was going to the annual Halloween party that Bruce always planned just to see you dressed as a vampire but also basically matching with him, the colours matched, the outfit matched, you two were basically identical, if not for the obvious physical differences.

Holy shit.

Was the first thing he thought and at first, he didn't really know what to say, or even how to approach you for that matter, so he talked to other people, his family, his friends, even some of the guests that he didn't know. Of course, the universe wasn't always on his side and when he went to go get himself a drink, you were right there next to him. What was he supposed to do now? Speak.

"Uh.. I like your costume." He smiled, pointing over at your costume as he took a sip of his drink.

Smooth. Very smooth. He mentally scolded himself for his words.