[Iris had barely been anywhere other than Eddie and Steph's place and then the shelter. She had no idea about street names or address, what might be found at certain places in the city. The address Bruce gave to the driver could have been anywhere in Gotham, and she barely thought twice about it. Her gaze stayed out the window, so she didn't realize that Bruce spent the entire cab ride on his phone, planning and organizing and arranging. The driver had the radio on soft enough that it was a low murmur, the sound of the road under the tires almost enough to drown it out.
She didn't know how long it would take to get where they were going, and tried not to think much on their drive. There were enough other thoughts in her mind to distract from the streets passing by outside the window. She noticed when the car pulled to the side, though, when it slowed with purpose instead of just at a sign or a light. It was the first time since sliding into the car that she looked over at Bruce, only to see him reaching for fare. But her money was already in her hand, and she just had to draw it out of her pocket and hold it out for him.] Here.