"This is stupid," Jason mutters, fixing his bow tie in the mirror and trying to ignore how good you look. "Why does it have to be me?"

It was Dick's idea. Apparently, you two make a "good team". But Jason's element is combat, not small talk with Gotham's 'upper crust'. And being forced to accompany you—the stealth and espionage expert—as his arm candy isn't helping either.

"Let's get this over with." he grumbles, eyeing you out of his peripheral and offering his elbow with a scowl.