“Alfred! Get me my cowl.”

“But, Master Bruce. You donated that to the museum years ago.”

“Did I?”

“Yes, sir.”

“The years are starting to slip by.”

“To be honest, I don’t understand how I’m still alive, sir.”

“Where’s Dick?”

“He’s in the playroom with his children, sir?”


“Remember, sir? We converted the Bat Cave.”


“A brandy, Master Bruce?”

“Yes, Alfred. A brandy would be fine.”