[A → Action; 630 Topper Street: Morning][Dick is doing his usual routine. Grabbing the milk from the door and pouring it out before he takes a quick shower and gets ready for work
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I don't blame you. And now spilling coffee all over yourself makes sense. I'm sorry that happened. [She gives his hand another little squeeze. Support is all she can really offer]
[She laughs a little as she rests her head on his shoulder] I guess so. Even though I know you're just sucking up right now, since I know I'm not that great of a cook.
No one can compare to Alfred. It's unfair to expect anyone to. [They need an Alfred....] But thank you for the compliment. I wouldn't want to disappoint my husband. [She's mostly teasing him but it sort of disturbs her how comfortable she actually is with the idea]
You'd be surprised. [Remember the day she got here and you kissed her on the cheek? Now you're getting one] I guess I don't really mind cooking if it's for you.
I'm hoping we get another person to replace the last drone kid though. It's nice having someone kind of familiar in this place. [He's glad he knows Babs and knows Raven.]
That kid is creepy. Don't be surprised if you come home one day and it's locked in a closet. [She's not even joking] As long as whoever replaces it isn't a psychopath or something.
So. What's bothering you?
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I mean, he's not dead. [Again.] I can live knowing he's probably home protecting Gotham again.
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