It hadn't been nearly long enough since Dick had found himself wearing green tights, but at least they hadn't given him the full Robin costume, either one of them. If that had been the case, then he wouldn't have shown up at all, but the Robin Hood costume was a little close for comfort. Still, he could suck it up, pretending the ghosts didn't get the significance and just wanted him to show off his legs.
He leaned over the banister of the balcony, watching the people dancing below and wondering where the music was coming from. And if Bruce was going to show up at all.