You had gone to an event for your dad's (Bruce Wayne) job. You had never met any of his colleagues before. I mean, you just turned 18. So this would be interesting.

You were wearing a beautiful red dress. It was long, and had a slit up the side. Your hair was done up. This was all your dad's doing. You'd never pick this to wear. But, you had to admit, you looked good.

You were just standing around near the bar, when a guy came up to you. He was about 50. Close to your dad's age. He smiled at you.

"You must be Bruce's daughter. I'm Harvey."

He held out his hand, and you shook it with a smile.