Barbara Gordon (

Barbara's eyes brightened. "Oh that would be tremendously helpful. I mean I've read the pamphlet," she gestured behind her towards the lobby, "but there are still some holes." She looked around the rest of the room before tilting her head towards the faded, overstuffed couch. "Do you want to maybe sit down?"

She bit back the ten different questions that were eager to make their way out. One of the most important things Bruce had taught Barbara was patience. She still hadn't mastered the art form, but she was a lot better at it than she had been four years ago. Her body was almost completely still as she waited for the girl's response.

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