Re: Dinah/Bruce
She laughed at the thought of finding a white pony named Bianca in her apartment, then quickly reeled her amusement in so she could make an appropriately disappointed face over at Bruce, "By now I bet she's already eaten all of my plants. For shame, Bianca, for shame. Well; I guess I'll just have to ship her off to a nice home with a big yard. You've got room, don't you?" She shot back.
Dinah would have been happy to play this game all night, but she stopped to take the card he offered her. A confused look crossed her face, and she flipped it over to find the clue on the back-- but even that didn't clear up the mysterious gift. Until she actually gave it some thought.
"Oh." She said, looking at the title on the card. For a few long beats, she couldn't actually say anything. She couldn't think of anything to say really, but when she did look up at him again, the confusion had returned to her face- albeit with a heaping amount of amusement and gratitude, "How did you know?"
How could he have known that that was one of her all time favorite pieces of art? She didn't even have a print of it in her apartment; and it wasn't as though she talked paintings with people.