Alfred adjusted his load in order to place an affectionate hand on Sin's head, careful not to muss her hat. "Do not worry, Ms. Sin, the date of my birth was chosen for me long ago. However, when you should decide upon your own, do tell us, so that we can celebrate accordingly."
Bruce crouched to bring himself down to her level, placing his bags on the ground and grasped his hands. "Hello," he returned. "You look like you've had a fun day. Did you take good care of Sister on her birthday?" Looking into one of his bags, he withdrew a box wrapped in purple paper and extended to place it on the ground in front of her. "I know it's Dinah's birthday, but I wanted to bring you something, too." He glanced up at Dinah with a slight tilt that she might want to stand by, just in case.
Inside was a string of fairy lights, the white twinkly kind, but it had been decorated all over with the most delicate origami figures made from metallic and iridescent paper that would catch and reflect the light, making it dance across the room. Butterflies, rabbits, foxes, bears, cranes, an entire menagerie of sparkling creatures. "I know you're still decorating your room," Bruce said, shyly. "It's alright if you don't like it, but I thought you might like something a little unique." He repeated the word in Vietnamese, then English again. "Like you. There's also a book in there, and some paper if you'd like to try to make some of the animals, yourself."
Alfred looked affronted when she tried to take his boxes, and made for her kitchen. Bruce just grinned and followed him, but not before kissing Dinah quickly, promising better later. "You didn't really think I'd miss your birthday, did you? Even if I'm that bad, Alfred isn't." Scattering his bags across the counter and floor, Bruce thanked Alfred with an air of finality.
An elegantly arched eyebrow lacked conviction, but Alfred told Dinah, "I shall return with Sin around noon tomorrow. I believe that should be sufficient time to collect Master Bruce?" It wasn't entirely a question and he didn't wait for an answer, either.
Bruce waited until they were gone before unpacking and answering her question. "I'm making you dinner," he announced, holding up the white paper wrapped steaks. There was probably more of it than they needed, but better safe than sorry. "Well, I'm making steak. You're going to have to do the rest." Potatoes and asparagus also came out onto the counter, as well as a box of Twinkies, and several containers of Jiffy Pop. The mystery box remained untouched for now.