Edward was clever, despite his push over appearance he was eerily clever, watching you through the frames of his glasses on the other side of the cafe, you were radiant, the light Gotham was missing — That He was missing.

He came up with a plan, one were you’d be forced to start a conversation with him, he stood up walking towards the area you were in and bumped into you, spilling his drink all over you.

“Ah! I’m so sorry, I— I wasn’t looking— here let me help..”