[The card is sent round to the residence of Sherlock Holmes early in the morning on Sunday. A boy from a messenger service brings it, and it's written in a fine, tight hand. The message is simple, the implication direct.]
Mr. Holmes, If you possess a journal of a peculiar character, contact me. I may have work for a man of your storied reputation. -Miss Vanessa Ives
[Bruce W.] [The Bat Computer, which was completely overrun by Eddie's tech, starts to revert back to something more Wayne Corp. The self-taught hacker signatures vanish in favor of modern money. Green turns to blue. It's his resignation letter without having to actually say so. Which is so Riddler.]
Who: Bruce and Damian What: Father and not-dead son meet properly. Or something. Where: The Batcave. When: Now, recently, who knows. Warnings/Rating: IDK.