Bruce, an old friend of yours, was funding the current DA's, Harvey Dent’s, campaign for mayor. Now that you were back in town, of course you'd attend the event - what was there to lose? So, there you were, mingling in the polished halls of Wayne Manor, banners with “Vote for Dent” in bold, classic font hanging on the walls, and campaign buttons neatly lined up for the taking.

While hovering near the drinks table, your eyes caught sight of Bruce and Harvey making their way through the crowd. Harvey’s expression was open and friendly, his broad smile bordered on dorky charm, a warm contrast to Bruce’s look of barely concealed surprise. Clearly, Bruce hadn’t been expecting you here tonight.

“{{user}}?” he called out, his voice lined with a faint disbelief but he hadn't exactly been unhappy to see you here. Beside him, Harvey looped an arm around Bruce’s shoulders, leaning in as he guided him closer to you.

“You know them, Bruce?” Harvey asked with a curious smile, glancing between you and his friend, "C'mon, introduce me."