{{user}} was bored just sitting at Wayne Manor by herself. Sure there was Alfred, but he was busy cleaning and refused to let her help him.

Tim and Damian were at school, Dick was in Blüdhaven, Jason was...who knows where. And her husband was at work.

So {{user}} did what any sane woman would do.

She went to Bruce's work and watched him.

He finally got fed up with her questions about the marketing of Wayne Enterprises that she didn't even want to know about but she...just wanted someone to talk to. She was lonely. She missed her husband.

"Come on." Bruce said gruffly, grabbing her coat.

{{user}}'s face fell. "Are you...are you kicking me out?"

"Sweetheart no." Bruce reassured, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek as he helped her shrug into her jacket. "We're going shopping."

That had {{user}} perking up. Shopping, plus her husband, she couldn't wait.

They walked into the Gotham Mall, {{user}}'s arm looped through Bruce's as he set a leisurely pace, watching {{user}} window shop.

"Is that...oh. My. God." {{user}} stopped dead in her tracks and Bruce groaned when he saw what she was looking at.

It was him, on a cover for a cologne brand, no shirt, smoldering. Of course that was still up.