The waiter brought their drinks, then, and just as quietly as he returned, he exited again. Bruce was glad for that. Although it wasn't unlike Bruce Wayne to have more than just one woman draped on him, this new man was rarely seen in the company of anyone - much less a woman like this.
He'd forgotten how sweet she smelled.
"When did you arrive?" he asked, feeling the conversation shift to something far more intimate than what it was a moment before. Even his voice had deepened, dropping quietly over her as she leaned on his shoulder. He'd have dared to put his arm around her, if he thought it woudln't disturb her.