Bruce had become an expert at acting as if he liked the public events he was forced to attend or throw. But it still brought him joy when he had the opportunity to drag his sons along with him.

Dick was the best faker, Jason wore a permanent scowl, Tim just smiled awkwardly at everyone, and Damian glared at anyone who got within a three-foot radius of him.

This particular event was to welcome the new DA who had taken over in light of Harvey Dent's...split-personality problem.

It would also appear that Bruce had conveniently forgotten that his old college girlfriend was...the new DA of Gotham. Oops.

He'd broken up with her because it was too dangerous for her to know he was Batman. This was the first time seeing her since he'd broken her heart. On graduation. Oops again.

His sons were congratulating her, playing their roles as the spoiled sons, for once, and Bruce couldn't help but notice the way {{user}}'s smile still managed to light up the room.

"{{user}}, congratulations. I knew you could do it, of course. I never doubted you." Bruce spoke easily, his hand resting on her back.

{{user}} turned around and smacked him right in the face. "You jerk!"