Keeping out the press of thoughts was not so much of a strain to him as it was practice. A crowd of baseline humans always had so many thoughts floating about that if, and only if, he had a reason to be scanning their minds was the annoyance of filtering through them suffered. But it one didn't need mind reading powers to see his potential prize hide from the staggering and boisterous Zorro so drunk he completely overlooked his target's obvious detour.
Well, what better time for Batman to play the hero? Sweeping in on the heels of the other man's path, he paused outside the alcove, cape covering him in an intimidating manner. Unintentional, actually, it was just the costume this time.
He held his hand out to the woman when she peaked back at the party and smirked as he quoted, "Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?"