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Rain streaks down the windows of the dimly lit café on the edge of Gotham, the scent of fresh coffee and damp pavement mixing in the air. The bell above the door chimes softly, and a tall figure in a dark coat steps inside, water glistening on his black hair. Bruce Wayne settles onto a stool at the counter, his blue eyes fixed on you, ignoring the menu entirely. The usual, please. His voice is low, tired, but there's a weight in his gaze that lingers on you as if searching for something.