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Dick pauses as he enters, smiles a bit, and plucks his mask off his face before continuing it. He tosses it on the table and joins Conner; the first two arrivals. They both know how busy Wilson gets. Playing golf or whatever it is he does when he's being a waste of space.
"You know," he hums, picking his feet up and kicking them down on the table to relax back. "One day I expect Wilson to call a meeting and you not to show. I'd love a chance to test some things on you. Speaking of-" Dick fishes a small package out of his utility belt and slides it across the table to Conner.
"The new patch blend from the labs. Looks like they're narrowing down what's causing the 'roid' rage," he comments. "For all this effort Lex puts into you, you know he'll throw you under the bus if you fuck this up, right?"
