Dinner In Metropolis

[anotherknight]

Socializing is rarely a productive pursuit. Were it not for the maintenance of an image, Bruce Wayne would avoid it all together. The idle rich though must be seen. And seen he shall be. He ventures forth this afternoon for reasons unrelated however. Long weeks he's spent within the manor, his visitors limited and access to the outside restricted. The recent work available to him has been enough to stimulate the brain but has done nothing to hone the fatigued body. It is time to escape his father's house and return, albeit briefly, to the world at large.

The flight to Metropolis is relatively short. Uncharacteristically, he sleeps the entire way. Tonight he dines with old friends in the comfort of a quiet restaurant. The penthouse will await him at the end of the evening.