"Nice save there, Wayne," Barbara chuckled inserting some more information into the template saving it a few times as she went about her work. Whenever she opened a template it automatically saved it as a new document initially so she didn't have to worry about ruining her template - a good thing too because she'd hate to go back and have to blank it out later. "Make a show for the Paparazzi and the society page and the world will frown and leave you alone," she said rolling her eyes. "I know the drill by now, doesn't change the fact they they're there and they're fair game. And yes, you did, I'm not sure who you were trying to impress but it sure wasn't Gates," she laughed. "Truth is, after finishing my OS, I'm not going back to him or Jobs for any of their systems. Maybe for programs but that's it..." yes she prided herself on her skills but no one could do everything that was impossible.
"Name..." she spoke as she typed "Fred Draven. Education: Vatterott College, Wichita, Kansas..." she paused adding a few more details - how Draven had dropped out and gone to trade school, moving east in the process. How he'd inherited some money and after several successful ventures - she was crafting a backstory for this man in her head. "Several successful ventures, unaided by stock experts, now he has his sights set on this, which won't work. So the man will be seen as self confident and naive. Just what we need for this..."
She entered a few more bits of information, hearing Bruce's comment about Alfred. "You don't think he'd really do that again, do you? Now that your'e running the company? Even if emails aren't going about, if he sees activity on your account he won't do that... Unless you did something that really pissed him off..." she was only half joking now.