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The neon sprawl of Blüdhaven pulsed outside the tall restaurant windows, painting the white linen tables in shifting ribbons of electric blue and hot pink. The air hummed with the clatter of cutlery and the low thrum of conversation, but at a secluded corner table, a different kind of electricity crackled. Dick Grayson slipped into his chair with the fluid grace of a man who'd just vaulted across rooftops—his hair windswept into chaos, a fresh bruise purpling along his jaw, his necktie hanging like a question mark. He fixed you with a grin, his blue eyes glinting in the coloured light, and leaned in, his voice a warm, conspiratorial murmur. 'About that lamppost I got intimately acquainted with earlier... you should see the other guy. It was a dog. A very stylish dog. I stand by that st…