The Dicks
Halloween was definitely better in this town than in Gotham. Dick loved a good party and from what he'd heard the parties in Starklandia were pretty sick so he was all in for showing up that night. He didn't have time to put together a costume so he just put his mask on over his eyes and called it a day.
Overall his time in town so far had been.. interesting. It was wonderful being there with Barbara and getting so much quality time with her that didn't involve broody bats and fighting crime. It had involved a spooky hotel he'd rather not ever revisit but they'd survived and made it back relatively unscathed so he wasn't going to dwell on it, much like he didn't dwell on most things.
So while he was walking around the party, also with a drink in his hand, when he spotted Richie he decided to say hello. They'd hung out while he was in kid-form and he'd been his sugar supplier. It felt like they'd forged some sort of bond there and though now Richie was back to being an adult (older than Dick), he didn't think that necessarily went away.
"If I give you a twinkie will you play that song another six or twenty times?"