The door did, indeed, open. And then shut again as Alfred obviously wanted to see why Bruce was hiding behind the door. With his date.
And possibly ask why he was trying to creep around his own house when it should be quite obvious that he's allowed to open any door he pleases.
'Hello, Alfred.'
Bruce looks guilty. And like he might explode if he doesn't get to laugh properly in a minute. Still, he keeps his voice cool as he can. Like this is normal.
...yeah, he has no follow up to that. Alfred quirks an eyebrow at him and then pointedly turns to X, as though she is the only sensible person worth talking to. (This is true.)
'Would you perhaps like dinner, ma'am? It's time for Master Bruce's cookies and milk but I'm sure we could find something a little more grown-up for you.'
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'There you are, Master Bruce.'
The door did, indeed, open. And then shut again as Alfred obviously wanted to see why Bruce was hiding behind the door. With his date.
And possibly ask why he was trying to creep around his own house when it should be quite obvious that he's allowed to open any door he pleases.
'Hello, Alfred.'
Bruce looks guilty. And like he might explode if he doesn't get to laugh properly in a minute. Still, he keeps his voice cool as he can. Like this is normal.
...yeah, he has no follow up to that. Alfred quirks an eyebrow at him and then pointedly turns to X, as though she is the only sensible person worth talking to. (This is true.)
'Would you perhaps like dinner, ma'am? It's time for Master Bruce's cookies and milk but I'm sure we could find something a little more grown-up for you.'