On any given day, I could stop. Today isn't that day.

"I'll always clear time out of my schedule of board meetings, time on my yacht, golfing and meeting with models, for you." Bruce smiled wryly at her door, as he jangled a bottle of whiskey in front of them after coming inside, wearing his leather jacket, with a white collared shirt and his slacks underneath. Truth be told, his life after dark as Batman didn't allow much time for any of that, with Penguin on the loose, and new villains popping up all the time.

"Children of Arkham are giving me plenty of exercise." He nudged the door shut with his foot, before following Rachel into her penthouse. "Still no idea who their enigmatic leader is. Well-kitted up." He went to pour himself a glass, after opening the cap on the Jamesons, making one for Rachel as well. Bruce savored the sting of the booze on his tongue, and slapped the shotglass face down with the counter.

"But any time that I can be with childhood friends, that remind me of simpler days. Alfred insisted on it." He gazed at her.

Selina Kyle/Catwoman -> 1x01

People need dramatic examples to shake them out of apathy. I can't do that as Bruce Wayne. As a man, I'm flesh and blood, I can be ignored, destroyed. But as a symbol… As a symbol, I can be incorruptible. I can be everlasting.

"It is legitimate. I saw it. I was there. I saw it all. He reached up with his dead hand and signed it in his own blood. And he did it... with this pen."

Safe travels, sir. Thank you for everything.