Bruce Wayne is bored. He certainly looks engaged in the conversation he's in, and he's smiling like an idiot on his fourth drink, but he's bored. First, he's not drunk; he never is. Secondly, the person he's speaking with is nattering on about nothing, which is the norm.
Thirdly, he wishes he could be out on the streets this evening, putting just one more mugger or rapist behind bars.
Should have had Lucius come to this thing. Nothing of interest here tonight. Bruce thinks.
He almost wishes for a robbery to take place.
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