He would have never guessed that the woman who called him a Batman Wanna-Be would be standing in front of his door right now. He also wasn't expecting her to be so polite and respectful to him, and he also wasn't expecting to be called the butler.... He was obviously surprised about a lot of this. This girl was full of surprises, and she had no idea that he was the asshole from last night. She looked a lot better than she did last night. He already had a bad impression of her, but that really wasn't her fault. She had no idea that Two-Face owned the limo, all she knew was that a masked guy pulled her driver out of a car after a long night of drinking, and Gotham isn't really the friendliest place... And he could have acted nicer, but when it came to Harvey Dent, he had very little tolerance.

"Ah, yes. The master of the estate... I think he has some time to spare, hold on, let me get him." He said, politely closing the door for a second before opening it again. "Sorry, lame joke. But I'm the owner of the estate as of this morning." Dick Grayson said with a shrug, holding out his hand. "I'm Richard Grayson. How may I help you?" He asked politely. He's been practicing this kind of stuff for a while now, and with the help of Alfred, he can keep a small conversation without being too much of a smartass... But he guessed he let a little slip out with the bad joke when just meeting her.