Another day of working for Bruce Wayne, another day he brings in a stunning actress, or model into his office, another day of feeling horrible about how you look.

The clacking of the keyboard was the only thing you could focus on other than the woman’s faked laugh from behind Wayne’s office doors…

The door opens and out steps the woman adjusting her blouse and hair before leaving the building. “Sorry, {{user}}, how’s the meetings coming?” Bruce smiles standing beside the desk.