The idea that anyone would want his autograph ever just baffled him. The fact tat he was married still surprised him now and then. He wasn't the type to really have a ton of self-esteem which had come with the accident and the revelation of the monster. So it was hard to accept that anyone really held him in any sort of light.
"Yep. All in the kitchen. Or you can walk back down and have Dummy spray them for you." Bruce said with a shrug.
The scientist took the stairs easily and after about four flights Bruce pushed open a door to reveal a small living area set with a kitchen. It wasn't the big one further up but it would do for what they were doing. That, and Bruce didn't have the heart to make Wash climb all the way up to the nicer kitchen.