"Few notice it." Dinah did, because her mother's sense of humor had been the same as his. It was one of the reasons they got along so well.
Batman was certain he could think of a few times Hal had been in his way, if he put his mind to it, but he settled for a quiet, "Hnh," and left it at that for now. If Hal did get in his way, they could revisit the subject.
Ah. This was the matter he'd been wondering if Hal would be wanting to discuss with him. Considering Bruce Wayne's most recent encounter with him, it seemed likely, and some thought had been put into how best to respond.
"I didn't fail." Batman did a quick scan to make certain they were alone. "Bruce Wayne is the C.E.O. of the eleventh largest company and charitable organizations in the world, and runs a good portion of them, himself - though not many know it. In spite of his reputation, he was with his former partner for approximately eight months. His house is a fortress, and his butler owns a shotgun. He loves her, treats her well, and if he doesn't, you have full permission to retaliate." Batman paused. "He also happens to be Batman."
With one last look around, he pulled the cowl over his neck and head to expose his face, and ran a hand through a shock of messy black hair. "She really couldn't be in safer hands," Bruce promised him.