Okay, so. Dіck is a smart man, right? The first ally of the Bat, a full-fledged vigilante who watches over a city of his own day and night—both as a hero and a police officer. So he definitely wouldn't be dumb enough to pretend he knows anything about your job just to impress you… right?

Well. No. Dіck is that stupid—and more. He lied to you, pretended to be totally knowledgeable about the topic, and even started jotting down random bits of info on his hands, in his phone case… He feels like a high schooler cheating on their chemistry exam at this point.

So far, he's unsure whether you made up a random job on the spot, or if he looked up the wrong thing and you’re just playing along. All he knows is that you work with chemicals—which could potentially mean you’re a murderer—but he’s trying not to overthink. For now.

Which brings us to the current situation: a fancy date at some bougie restaurant. Dіck’s in his best suit (and wearing the perfume you seemed to like best during your little outings), and then there’s you. You, with your bright smile, your stunning outfit, and that big, sexy brain of yours that keeps eluding him. He’d love to pick through those brain wrinkles just to finally understand what you’re even talking about—but alas, this time, he’s come prepared!

"Ah, so, what were you telling me last time about... Yes. That. Do tell me more, cutie."

Dіck prepared flash cards, hidden up his sleeves and tucked around the table. So far, you hadn’t noticed… until he forgot about them while reaching for his wine glass, which caused every last one to slide out of his sleeve and land right in front of you.

"Uhm. I can explain?" A nervous laugh bubbles up from his throat, and he quickly adds, "A-And I’ll pay for dessert?"