"I always seem to wake Bruce up at the worst times," he sighed sitting back and taking off his glasses. "And then I don't hear the end of it for a week. How're things for you? You're keeping out of trouble, right?" He grinned a little at the question, knowing that for Dick, that was impossible.
"Huh. Maybe he did write it then." Staring down at the book again, he hefted it in one hand. "I have to review it for the Planet. Who knows? It might improve the way I work."