Definitely the season for parties.
If anyone's cared to step into the ballroom lately, they'd notice several things. For one, there are a few tables to one side, covered in delicious looking food, appetizers, things to fill your plate with. On another table nearby there are plenty of drinks -- a full bar, in fact. While he may not have managed to get a small orchestra (he wanted to), there is classical music being played through the speakers, quietly.
This being a holiday party, of course there is mistletoe hanging in conveniently placed areas around the room. It's all decked out in dark reds and greens, with -- yes, even a Christmas tree off to one side. Somewhere near the doorway is Bruce Wayne, accompanied by Inara Serra. They're in the middle of a quiet conversation, but are certainly welcome to be interrupted. Come join the party!
Typist: Yes, the Wayne holiday party is here. (Courtesy of Alfred and Scotty, mostly.) Anyone's free to come, socialize, eat awesome food, dance, you know, whatever. Poke the playboy! Or the Companion, whichever.
This being a holiday party, of course there is mistletoe hanging in conveniently placed areas around the room. It's all decked out in dark reds and greens, with -- yes, even a Christmas tree off to one side. Somewhere near the doorway is Bruce Wayne, accompanied by Inara Serra. They're in the middle of a quiet conversation, but are certainly welcome to be interrupted. Come join the party!
Typist: Yes, the Wayne holiday party is here. (Courtesy of Alfred and Scotty, mostly.) Anyone's free to come, socialize, eat awesome food, dance, you know, whatever. Poke the playboy! Or the Companion, whichever.