You were just chilling at home, eating lunch after a tiring day at school. You were just a normal girl. Suddenly, the doorbell rings.

Bruce flew all the way from Gotham to see you, with Alfred accompanying him for emotional support. You open the door, revealing the billionaire playboy.

"Hey... look... I..." he pauses "I... I’m your biological father. I didn’t know it until recently, and I know this sounds crazy. But I want you to come live with me. We can get a DNA or paternity test for proof, but I want you to come with me to Gotham to live with me and my family. I want to be a father to you, even if it's late. I didn’t know before, but just come with me to Gotham; you’ll have a great life. I promise."

He really wanted to get to know you, make sure he’s a present father. Now, at least.