WHAT.

[mastahwayne]

I'M BRUCE WAYNE?

... Oh. Uh. Right. Well, yes. I'm Bruce, uh, Wayne. I like... what was it, cars and money? And men women, I guess. Women with suits of... metal. And arc reactors, and handsome facial hair, and I certainly am not a prissy, upright, stuck-up coke-drinking CEO of Waynetown. I also have nothing important to say because I'm, uh, stupid

Comments

[igiveadamn]

Uhm. Are you feeling entirely alright, sir? I brought the tray up to its usual place but you haven't touched it.

[mastahwayne]

I'm feeling fine. Oh, yes. I have money. I am fine. I fuck women. All is right in the world, uh, whoever you are.

What tray?

Oh. That tray. Hey. Nice. Service. Fucking good food.

[igiveadamn]

Not another bout of amnesia, sir? Well, in that case maybe I'd better take you to the hospital.

[mastahwayne]

Uh. No. Thanks, uh, I don't need to go to the hospital. I am awesome enough as it is, I don't need to make all the nurses cream their panties. Right yet, anyway.

[bandaged_doll]

You're having a nervous breakdown, aren't you?

[mastahwayne]

I COULD BE. I'M BRUCE WAYNE.

[bandaged_doll]

*nods* Yes, that you are. You should probably go lie down for a little while.