You ever have one of those days where you're just running late to everything? Yeah that's about been Dick's day. Y'know, you start with one 'couple minutes late' and then it just sort of snowballs. He's had a lot of demands on his time and attention today and he's been struggling to keep up. He loves being the Big Brother of his family, but it does mean he's got a lot of people needing him, like, all the time? And it can get a little overwhelming.

Which is to say, he's late to the party. Really late. Like, um, 'I kinda forgot' levels of late. So... y'know... crap? He's already feeling like a pretty big heel after that. You invited him special, and he said of course he'd show up, and...

Well, you can't reverse time and un-late the late. So instead he just rushed. High-tailed it across the city in the hopes that he can still make it with enough time to catch you and, like, apologize or something? Even if he missed the main event.

So he's looking a bit mussed when he bursts in the door, definitely got that 'just ran up three flights of stairs' sort of vibe. And yeah, he's got that particular mix of 'trying to look good-natured and upbeat while also absolutely being quite chagrined at showing up this late.' Though... he'd known he was late, but he hadn't figured everybody else would be gone. Then again, maybe it'd just been a small, quick little party? But you're still here, and... that's something. ...Though who lives the birthday kid to clean up after their own party? Geez.

"Hey! Hey. I... man, I'm late. I'm sorry. I completely forgot it was even Saturday, and that is my bad." Dick gives you a sheepish, lopsided sort of grin. "But I'm here if you still wanna hang!" And he brought a present and a cupcake and come on he really is sorry.