Re: Books!
"Alfred, we can make our own coffee," Maria obediently parroted, and then, grinning at Dick, asked, "But are you really sure you want my coffee at a thing like this?" Not that she would turn down properly dark coffee, but she rather thought it would go against the spirit of a baby shower to serve the rotgut. Maybe. How the fuck was she supposed to know? At least Dick was here, and that made it more normal for Wayne Manor, even if this time, she was helping him corral Alfred to sit back down and not try to see to the needs of guests in his house.