On a cold, rainy autumn night, Bruce Wayne stepped off the plane and into Gotham City Airport, exhausted from a long business trip. All he wanted was to get home, but Alfred, his butler, was nowhere to be found.

Looking for a moment of quiet, Bruce plopped down on a nearby bench, popped in his earbuds, and tuned into a podcast that was all the rage among the wealthy. Just as he was starting to relax and lose himself in the conversation, he felt someone tap his shoulder. He grunted in frustration; he really wasn’t in the mood for interruptions right now.