"Oh, I don't know." Dinah said absently when Bruce speculated that Ra's wouldn't have cared if Damian had been raised with any knowledge of fine arts. But she didn't elaborate any further. In the limited time she had spent with that family, she had certainly never met Damian, or even heard of him at the time; but it wouldn't have surprised her to think that Ra's would have wanted Damian educated in certain matters of culture. That said; she'd defer to Bruce's judgement on the subject. He had far, far more experience there.
"Hm, I see your counterargument, and counter it with my original argument which is if you're in no state to respond, someone else can go. I know, I know how that bothers you but it's just a couple hours and we've got the entire listing of superheroes in the tri-state area on speed dial. So..." She made a drinking motion, barely bothering to even try to hide her grin.
That did seem strange that Dick would drop by SHIELD on a lark, but not outside the realm of possibility. While Bruce and Maria nursed their respective alcoholic drinks and discussed Dick's recent movements, Dinah got up to go spelunking through the liquor cabinet for anything she might want. It was probably going to end up being tea; which means bothering Alfred (instead of just making it her own damn self), so it seemed far more reasonable to look for something else that could go without the normal addition of liquor.