Dick Grayson

Hey! Got a problem again. Not nearly ninety-nine of 'em, just one. And not directly financial, either, thanks to everyone who helped me out there.

[He's... relaxing. Somewhere up high, judging by the tops of buildings in the background. He's sweaty, too, having been getting ready for the fighting tournament.]

This is more personal.

See, I recently started dating. Huge adventure, very exciting, and I know I mentioned being a spoiled rich boy before, but what I didn't mention was that my primary role model was also a spoiled rich guy. So. Yeah.

Any advice on how to make a lady feel special? How to figure out what she wants without asking? Just because I want to seem psychic, you understand, aaand asking my Pokemon seems a little unfair.

All help gratefully received by me, and I hope to hear from anyone who has an actual clue.

[He tosses the Pokegear in the air, and catches it with aplomb.]

I guess then we'll see everyone at the tournament. And if you talk to Katara, please don't mention that I-- oh.

[He brings a hand to forehead, but can't help a smirk.]

Golly. I seem to have forgotten to lock this from Katara. Whatever shall I do?

[The Pokegear snaps on, and Dick, in a nice waiter's shirt, slumps down against a wall and sighs.]

So this is, uh, ridiculously embarrassing.

[His hair's slicked back, too, and he's loosening a little bow tie with his other hand. Tugging at it with a little more force than strictly necessary.]

Exactly, um. Does anyone have any tips for how to... like, not go broke? How do people keep track of money? How do you not run out?

I plead lack of maturity, lack of understanding of the value of a... whatever the unit of currency is here, I don't even know.

And yeah, okay, if you all want a good laugh at my expense, my foster father is a billionaire, both through inheritance and being the CEO of a worldwide corporation. Go ahead, I've heard all the rich kid jokes and I don't really care, I'd just be grateful, in return, for a little--

[There's a voice yelling in the distance, something about not being paid to take breaks; Dick jumps up and shuts off the feed immediately. He does have a work ethic, okay, he was a circus performer until he was nine, but that money was all put in the bank.]