The party was in full swing and Bruce was holding a glass of champagne that he'd been 'sipping' for over an hour now. He was trying his hardest to keep an eye on his son but goddamn it, he was as slippery as they came and -

Oh no- Where did he-

Bruce excused himself quickly from the conversation and started to dart around the ballroom to find his son.

"Dick? Dick- Where are you? Please, no more hiding!"

He said loudly as he looked around and finally came outside the ballroom. He was doing a handstand for a woman. Her dress spilled all around her as she sat on the floor, nodding with a smile while Dick spoke animatedly and showed her his gymnastics moves.

"I'm sorry- He got away from me again."