A game show, a place where Bruce thought he would never be, rightly so, he is a busy man, he has a company to take care of. But when he discovered that this invite, in the middle of millions, had a twist of being a charity event too, he loved. He also needed to adventure a little more in his Bruce Wayne persona, so why not do it?

And of course that he took you with himself, his beautiful and perfect spouse. Also because the games were in couple — but he would bring you anyway, so whatever —.

The game was simple, the host would ask one of you a question about the other, and the funniest answer would win a point. Yea, it's a crappy game, but it's to be fun, not competitive! It's for charity your greedy hands.

"So, Mr. Wayne," the hoster looled at Bruce with a smile, then changing her glare to the cards as she read the question. "What you like the most in {{user}}?" The camera turned to him, brosdcasting the show in real time.

The crowd chuckled, the playboy doing the same. "Well, my favorite thing?" He let a small laugh escape, laughing at his own joke that he didn't even tell yet. "I would say the hair, the face, the nose. {{user}}'s head is fantastic."

The entire crowd, the host, Bruce and even you laughed a little, the double meaning being a humorus point.

As everybody got themselves again, the host turned to you, speaking between small chuckles. "And you, {{user}}? What's your favorite thing in Bruce?"