Dick couldn't help but smirk a bit at her embarrassment. It was nice to see that she was the one that was flushed red than him last night. Red looked a lot better on her, not him. When she said her name, he kept the smile on his face, but his mind went crazy. Dent? How common was that name here in Gotham? Did Two-Face have a kid? Was this some sort of trap? Did they know his secret identity? you're being Paranoid, Grayson. Odds are, she just coincidentally had the same last name. Although she did have a mouth, she was obviously not evil... But it really couldn't hurt to check it out. 

He gently took the envelope from her, letting go of her hand, and then nodding. "A party? My first few minutes as a billionaire and I'm already popular... This isn't a political party, right? I'm not going to show up in a dark room, the lights turn on and I'm surrounded by paparazzi asking a million questions?"

"I'll definitely think about it, Miss Dent. Thank you so much for the invitation... And nice ride. I like the color." He said, nodding over to her car. They said their goodbyes, and Dick closed the door. Alfred was already next to him. "So I'm assuming you're going to this party tonight, sir?" He asked rather slyly. Dick nodded. Half of him wanted to go to see if his suspicions were right about her. If she was the daughter to Two-Face and had evil intentions... The other half was tempted to go because it would be the first time he would be at a billionaire party without Bruce judging him from the corner.

"Give this to Barb. See if she can find anything about Abigail Dent..."

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Alfred asked, eyebrow raised as he took the invitation.

"I'm not sure... But she was the woman I met last night while on the Two-Face case... You can never be too careful."

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"Mister Grayson! Mister Grayson! How close were you and Bruce Wayne? Why are we just hearing about you now?"

"Mister Grayson! When was the last time you visited Gotham?"

"Is there a certain girl in your life?"

"Are you going to take over Wayne Enterprises?"

Dick Grayson was being questioned at high speeds. He was standing outside of city hall, his bright blue eyes dazed by the camera flashes. He wore a nice fitted suit over his dark blue shirt and black vest, and he was trying hard to find the words to say and not get himself in trouble. "I...er... Bruce and I were very close, but like a bird you gotta leave the nest some day. I never thought of him as a father figure, and that isn't a bad thing. He cared for me and I cared for him, and he knew that I already had a father. He didn't want to take his place.... Its been a while since I've visited Gotham. I guess that's the traveler in me. You lose track of time and forget where home is... Mister Fox is doing perfectly at Wayne Enterprises, and I'm very far from a businessman... And as for women, I got Gotham right now. that's all I need... But I assure you, I am not going to take Bruce's sacrifices and hard work for granted. I will do my very best to help Gotham in my own way, respecting what he did for all of us for so long... Thank you."

The interviews were boring, and he had to constantly check himself so he didn't do anything wrong... So far, so good. What he was really interested in was the party for later tonight, hinting that he will definitely be out on the streets tonight enjoying his first day in Gotham.

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Dick Grayson pulled up to the curve in his [url=http://www.thesupercars.org/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/Aston-Martin-One-77-very-expensive-car.jpg]car[/url], and stepping out to immediately hear gasps about him being here. It was weird hearing his name being murmured. It was usually Bruce. He looked up at the building. The Iceberg Lounge. He remembered fighting Penguin in this very place as Robin so long ago... But now its been quiet. No need to destroy a perfectly good lounge. Dick made sure his clothes were neat and clean, and walked in to the building, music immediately blasting as he stepped in.