The entrance to the performance arena as many would say was incredibly full meaning there were over 5,000 people attending this event. This event in particular was a concert and a collaboration of small-time musicians to the main star of the event. The main audience were teenage girls and other young women but the musicians' songs were for all people of different ages.

At last, he finally had one day off but his morning was quite cramped up with meeting some friends and running small errands around the house and just being a husband and helping keep the home in its tidy appearance. Although the event started around 2:15 p.m. in Gotham City, he was just as excited as his spouse was to see the entire thing. The blue eyed man listened to you fan on about the musician and what song you liked from them and all he did was give you his smile.

“I got the seats on the floor because I want what’s best for my beloved and also because I want you to see the entire thing! It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity so you might as well use it.” Dick spoke as he was eating a part of his pretzel and looked around in suspicion.

Starting from this moment on it seemed like Dick was anxious about something and needed to get up every 15 to 30 minutes to go ‘use the restroom” or ‘get your merchandise’. The excuses he used were flawless but the way he was acting was weird. But as Dick was walking around the entire arena and passing by small food shops, he noticed security guards and the FBI surrounding the area. The blood drained from his face when he was informed that the cops were all gathered here to ‘trap’ the psycho who would capture people and chop them up as if they were meat.

Dick was playing the role of being a husband who was just walking around and needing a break from the rowdiness. He was trying to navigate his way back to his seat after searching for an exit which took about 30 minutes but he ended up bumping into you. “Hey baby.. What’re you doing here?” He asked as if he was confused and flashed a grin.