Nothing could ever go wrong with this plan.

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[Just because this -isn't- a date, it doesn't mean Wally isn't going to dress up. After all, the three of them are going to a fancy restaurant. There might be some other fine ladies he meets while he's there. He opts for a black button up shirt, which he buttons, khakis and a dash of cologne. Ladies, beware!]With how smug she was being, I should

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Good luck trying to get her to do that.

[Fancy clothes to go with the fancy restaurant? Dick Robin has this covered. He doesn't mean to outshine Wally's choice in attire overdo it, but Alfred insisted on the black dinner jacket and red tie, and you don't say no to Alfred. Hair's still kind of mussed up; can't resemble his civvy ID too much. Still got the shades, too. Can't go anywhere without those. Thanks a lot, Bruce.]

[Good thing Robin doesn't open his mouth too soon (unlike Wally). When he sees just who the "smokin' hot blonde" is, he has to cover his mouth to help suppress a snicker. It works, sort of.]

How's tonight sound for you?

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[Let's face it, when you live in a tiny apartment odds are there's not a lot of money lying around. Thankfully Paula, and her daughter by extension, happens to have a rather good hand with needle and thread. Who needs to buy fancy clothes when they can be made after all, right

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For cruising around later on. I'll have tons of energy after I eat all this free food.

[Wally looks at her briefly and then he looks away. He's probably looking away for different reasons than she is. That black dress is just a liitttle distracting.

Sure, it looks good on her but that's not going to win her the bet. Statues are sculpted to look pretty good too, but that doesn't mean they're charming. She's already making it easier to look at her by opening her mouth.]

Let's get this over and done with, the sooner the better. I made reservations for the two of us and Robin should have a table pretty close by.

[Studies Robin for a moment and then looks around the restaurant. Maybe he should put on the white he shoved into his pocket. He refused to wear it for a couple of reasons. The first being that he hated wearing clothes that wasn't designed for booking it. He's already wearing a pair of dress shoes. While his dress shoes were comfortable, they weren't exactly ideal for speeding along

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[Robin's feeling nice enough tonight that he doesn't call Wally out on his fib, merely smirking and nodding to Artemis in appreciation.] Thanks. Likewise. [Not at all fit for certain covert, heroic missions, but hey, tonight's a special little exception.]

Oh yeah. FYI, try the soy-dijon salmon, and pass on the four mushroom sirloin. It's not as whelming as it sounds- [How does he already know what's good at this restaurant and what isn't? Fine dining with Bruce (and associated dates). Secret. Just thought he'd let you guys know before parting ways.]

-Do you need an instruction manual? [Wally better not ask Robin for help with the tie. Alfred did his.]