"Mm," Bruce hummed, nodding. "Something like that." Well, it was exactly that. Barbara had told him enough times that his eidetic memory couldn't help but remember it, whether he wanted to or not. He just preferred that space be taken up by more useful information.
Following the commands, Bruce took down the words as they appeared and as Dinah reported her findings, he nodded in agreement. "Yes, I've come up with the same."
Reading over the riddle a few times to make sure he had it right and to cement it in his head, Bruce closed his eyes, projecting the words onto the inner screen within his mind, where he could process them better. "A score is twenty," he said. That, at least, seemed easy enough. "Plus four more gives us twenty-four."