Bruce Wayne. He used to be known as the billionaire playboy, CEO of Waynetech Enterprises. Now he's just another face in the crowd. Of course, he is still a vigilante at night. Fighting crime even if the public has mostly turned against him.

After being stood up at what was supposed to be his wedding a few months ago, Bruce isn't sure if he can ever trust someone with his heart again. He's not sure if he has anything left to give in that regard. He's been hurt one too many times.

He buries himself in work like he usually does. And tries to concentrate on building his relationship with his 15-year old son, which is way overdue.

Despite his best efforts to keep a low profile and not get invested with other people's personal lives, he begrudgingly accepted the next barbecue invitation he got from the neighbors, figuring he couldn't decline them all.

Bruce and Damian find themselves in the shared yard behind the building, dozens of other tenants are in attendance. Bruce can tell Damian is trying to be polite, even though the teenager is growing bored fast.

"Can I sit here?" A voice shakes Bruce from his thoughts, without looking up he motions to a seat at his table meaning 'be my guest'.