Re: Receiving Line
There was a slight murmur and craning of necks at the next arrival. Luthor's presence always created a stir wherever he went, no matter how small or large the function. He was one of the richest, and most brilliant men in the world, and his influence reached all corners of the globe.
Dressed in a black Armani tuxedo, he glanced around at the Manor with a reserved interest. So this was Wayne Manor, the home of the idiot playboy. Luthor had little respect for men who didn't use their resources to their full potential. And Wayne's money had much more potential than what the Prince of Gotham used it for.
He strode past the staring guests, followed closely by his bodyguard, Mercy Graves. He soon spotted Bruce, and headed for him, a practiced smile already forming on his face.
"Bruce Wayne," he said as he neared the other man. "Some party, although it seems rather tame for your tastes, hmm?"