WHO Tim Drake-Wayne & Bruce Wayne WHAT Checking in WHEN Friday afternoon WHERE Watchtower Arcade WARNINGS TBD, but probably none STATUS Closed | Incomplete
Tim was putting the finishing touches on the Arcade to make sure that everything would go off tomorrow without a hitch. He was testing each game methodically, just to make sure each one worked and that the power wouldn't be overloaded once more people started playing consistently. The WiFi network was up and running, put through a pressure test earlier in the day, and the password was posted around on the columns and on the coasters at the bar. Tim knew his clientele would be on their phones all the time anyway. Might as well make it easier for them.
He hadn't heard Bruce enter, but he had heard the soft footsteps of his mentor and wasn't exactly surprised by it. Tomorrow was a big deay and Bruce had no doubt noticed some of the chances in him recently, even after the countdown clock. He and Su had broken up, and then he'd pretty much just thrown himself into the Arcade. There was still a lot left to do so he finished up with the game he'd been testing and headed for the bar so he could work there while he and Bruce talked.
"Welcome to the Watchtower," he greeted. "How long did it take you to get through the lock?"