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[goddamnbat]

Enter the billionaire playboy, presumably returning to his penthouse after a night of debauchery. Look, there's even lipstick on his collar, his shirt's -- well, halfway tucked in, rather ruffled. He's in too much of a good mood to pay attention to his surroundings -- that is, until he steps into the lobby of the hotel and blinks, automatically going on the defensive. "...Alfred?" Then, mostly to himself. "Well. This should be fun."

T: Presenting Bruce Wayne, the goddamn Batman. Taken from just after the end of The Dark Knight. I will try not to spoil, I promise. (And I hope I can do him justice.)