Re: Dick/Tim: Near the cake and the bar. Obviously.
Seeing Dick on his feet so soon after his threat was more than a little surprising, because he hadn't been aware things were looking that good. It pushed up his time table, and Tim was still mulling through everything. He was not one for making snap decisions, outside of a few notable times, in general he thought things through. This wasn't plucked out of a hat. But he hated being at odds with his brother. Everyone else, he could deal with being at odds with. Fighting with Dick was an open wound that festered.
He kept mostly to himself and to Cassie so far, in the wedding and at the party, but avoidance was the name of the game for the Batfamily. The thing that drew him over to Dick now, despite just feeling unsettled and not liking it, was him being out of the hospital. Also because he had the perfect spot for the cake. Tim totally saw what you were doing there, Dick. He approached his brother warily, but finally adopted the time honored Robin tradition of pretending nothing was wrong yet. Instead he went for snarky.
"I'm surprised you didn't just take the bottle from him," he said, regarding the wine. Tim wasn't drinking. He was certain something was going to go wrong, and someone had to have a clear head. "Why are you just looking at the cake and not eating it? Playing coy?"