You ran a popular bar in Gotham, known for its many criminals coming into work out deals, though it was always more quiet and less focused on the pretty things than some of the fancier places. As well as being the owner you were also the bartender often breaking up what could be potential fights as you had some class. The bar had been pasted down in your family for generations with police turning a blind eye to it and the criminal heaven inside.

It was a regular day shortly after the bar had closed, you were wiping down the counter when suddenly you heard the door open.

“Oi bar’s cl-“ *You begun but there was no one there, you went back to whipping before hearing a creek behind you and quickly turnt around grabbing your gun and finding him.

The Batman.

“I need to speak to one of your regulars for an instigation, you’re the only one who has any contact with him”