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- Oct 21, 2023
"Hey, you never said you were offering to help." Chloe pointed out before she broke down in a fit of giggles.
Bruce didn't object to her removing the manual from the console, so if there was a rule about it leaving the vehicle he wasn't going to enforce it. "And yes, I told her an agent from the sponsoring organization would be along to help coordinate." Which was not the question he figured she was asking and would give her little more information than she already had, but then that was the whole point. He was actually enjoying the little cat and mouse game they were playing.
John heard her snort as he helped Mr. Wayne into the vehicle, and he turned to give her a sharp glance, though his face remained impassive as he returned to his duties. He waited while Babs gathered up her bag and stowed the keys, then a small frown flickered across his face as she just...stood there. Was this supposed to be a power play of some sort? A reminder that she had a closer association with Mr. Wayne than he did and was probably his boss under these conditions? Some sort of revenge for making her strip last night, even though it hadn't been his idea? John wasn't sure what kind of game she was playing, but he had no interest in playing it himself. So he just opened the front passenger door for her. Whenever Sara gave Bruce a ride under official business, Mr. Wayne always sat in the back, and everyone else up front if there was room, John saw no reason to change it up now. "Miss Gordon." He told her with a polite nod as he waited for her to get in, but he wasn't about to salute her. Mr. Wayne's personal assistant or not, she wasn't that important.
Bruce didn't object to her removing the manual from the console, so if there was a rule about it leaving the vehicle he wasn't going to enforce it. "And yes, I told her an agent from the sponsoring organization would be along to help coordinate." Which was not the question he figured she was asking and would give her little more information than she already had, but then that was the whole point. He was actually enjoying the little cat and mouse game they were playing.
John heard her snort as he helped Mr. Wayne into the vehicle, and he turned to give her a sharp glance, though his face remained impassive as he returned to his duties. He waited while Babs gathered up her bag and stowed the keys, then a small frown flickered across his face as she just...stood there. Was this supposed to be a power play of some sort? A reminder that she had a closer association with Mr. Wayne than he did and was probably his boss under these conditions? Some sort of revenge for making her strip last night, even though it hadn't been his idea? John wasn't sure what kind of game she was playing, but he had no interest in playing it himself. So he just opened the front passenger door for her. Whenever Sara gave Bruce a ride under official business, Mr. Wayne always sat in the back, and everyone else up front if there was room, John saw no reason to change it up now. "Miss Gordon." He told her with a polite nod as he waited for her to get in, but he wasn't about to salute her. Mr. Wayne's personal assistant or not, she wasn't that important.