Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist

Because Bruce/Harry is extremely hot, babe. ;)

I was. [laughs] Though that’s more about my impatience to touch him than anything else. 

This is more like it. A bit one-sided but yes, absolutely. I think we’re getting warmer. Keep it coming.

I need a scotch.

...why do you hate me?

The truth about why him calling me his hero means more to me than he can possibly imagine.

I would have tried it more but I was always afraid of irritating him---one of my rules in bed was that he should be nothing less than absolutely happy in any given moment.

Yes. If it’s real. If I know for a fact, that it’s all real.

A time machine---show me Harrison’s future where he’s happy and well with this impostor and I’ll believe it.

Yes. I mean... I have room. And maybe Dick is lonely. And Alfred always cooks for an army. And--- Well, it wouldn’t be so bad at all, would it?

The day Harrison welcomes anyone fighting for his “honor” is the day pigs fly, Superman wears a tutu, and Jesse tells me she’s glad to see me.

Certainly. [smirks] Still... Underestimating the competition is folly.

Indeed. I’m sure Harrison will see the sense of this eventually. In the meantime, I’m proud of the compassion you anons have shown---so concerned for the well-being of an old man. It brings a tear to my eye. 

Wildest—a nightmare. The worst one I’ve ever had.

I can’t, I’m sorry. [laughs; a little embarassed] To be honest, I wouldn’t know how to pick. There’s too much— Actually, why don’t you and the other lovely anons help me pick? Surely between all of us we can find the perfect song.