( stephanie he rakes through his brain, but comes up empty handed. could be some civilian, maybe, but instinct is telling him that's the wrong assumption. vigilante? but he knows basically everyone in and out of the league -- mostly he's the one who keeps his secret identity secret. he, and all the batfam, with the wrath of bruce wayne embedded into them. ( dick kind of misses the terror, the love, his father. )
the drink gets a good shake before he finishes, straining out something dark red in the shadows, shining orange at the right light. he steals a lemon slice for garnish before he passes it to rafa's hand, something bubbly and sweet and a little bit minty.
just like rafa! )
Viola.
( he settles in, leaning against the bar, gathering his own drink and playing with his straw, looking a bit sheepish. )
Skills? I really don't have any. ( if rafa didn't know the contrary, dick would certainly seem to be telling the truth. ) Definitely not dancing, pfft.
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the drink gets a good shake before he finishes, straining out something dark red in the shadows, shining orange at the right light. he steals a lemon slice for garnish before he passes it to rafa's hand, something bubbly and sweet and a little bit minty.
just like rafa! )
Viola.
( he settles in, leaning against the bar, gathering his own drink and playing with his straw, looking a bit sheepish. )
Skills? I really don't have any. ( if rafa didn't know the contrary, dick would certainly seem to be telling the truth. ) Definitely not dancing, pfft.