He was glad to see Cissie so happy. The last time he'd seen her... well... things hadn't been great and it had been a little awkward-- what with her mom being psycho you know... not awesome.
Bart plopped back in his seat and shoved all of his hair out of his face, sheepishly rubbing one of his cheeks, "Oh yeah uhhh let's see..." He didn't mean to, but he related the list of his major life changes in super speed,
"SoImovedinwithmyGrandpaBarryandstartedschoolinMetropolisandthenBarryandGrandmahadtogosothenIgotmovedtolivewithWallybecauseMaxiskindofmissinganditreallysucksbuthisfianceeisprettycool. SothenImetKaraandaskedheroutatpromandthereareallthesesuperteensaroundthatarereallyawesomeandifyouhaven'tmetthemyoutotallyshouldandIcouldsetitupbecauseI'mkindofsortofatinybitmaybeonliketheirteam? But only as a reservist, you know?"
So, that was about all that was new with Bart-- mostly, "Hey are you living around here now? In New York?" He probably should have kept up with news better, really.