The Things You Walk In On

Getting her old life back is a paperwork hell. Who knew so much wasn't integrated into internet accessible systems? Oh right. She did.

Their newly rebuilt Bludhaven home has much more security and is structurally more secure than before. If only their marriage matched. Oh, it's at least half her fault. Okay, mostly her fault. Dick had people skills and empathy and a host of other camp counselor skills unique to the Bat family. Barbara admitted to herself long ago that she was a bit of an isolationist, especially when times got rough. Dick outwardly had been his general optimistic self but...Sandra was getting to recognizer her again - the good stuff now, but she was waiting for the other shoe to drop on that one. Dick didn't say anything about the tension. He didn't have to.

When the music blasts her though from the elevator door, she recalls an intimate moment long ago. Come on skivvies! she thinks, biting her lip.

Instead, when she walks over, he appears to be running through the parallel bars in some kind of prototype armor. She can't help herself, given the music choice:

"What, no disco collar?"