The two listened to the blonde talk, watching her turn. Dick didn't forget one of the reasons he invited Abbie over, and Tim was doing a good job at playing "The dumb friend" and asking stupid and blunt questions. He was just as smart, if not smarter, than Dick. As she went on to explain why she didn't think Dick was a clown, he gave a humble smile, and Tim was noticing all the nervous tics she made whenever Dick was talking, or looking at her, or just near her. "Well Miss Dent, I am very flattered you think that of me. You're very different than most of the Gotham residents yourself, in a very good way... But I lose my 'classical charm' when someone beats me at my own game, so don't expect me opening your door any time soon." Dick said with a smile to show he was joking, gently taking the pool stick from her to put it away. It was a close game... but he didn't mind losing this one. Her smile after winning was nice. 

The two of them also noticed that she said she was adopted, and that her adopted father had only a bit left of his blonde hair... He could be going bald, or half of his face didn't have any hair, like their enemy Two-Face.

Dick was about to respond about her helping around the manor, he was going to she could help them with a room they've been trying to avoid ever since this morning because it would take hours to clear out, but after Tim looked at his phone, he acted a bit different. Abigail probably wouldn't have noticed it, but Dick's known Tim for years.

"We appreciate your offer, Abigail, but Dick and I got it, we got a lot of weird and embarrassing things of his and Bruce... and I think we better get back at it, too" Tim said, politely asking her to leave. Dick looked over at Tim, about to protest and say that she could stay, but his look towards him meant that he knew something he didn't. "We really appreciate the coffee too, and it was very nice to get to know you! Hopefully you'll get to see this place when its all cleaned up." Tim said as Dick escorted her back to the large main hall of the Manor. Dick grabbed her purse on the table next to the poster, and handed it to her. "I'm really sorry about him. He doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut." Dick said with a nod. 

"Thank you again for everything. Its nice to know I have a friend here in Gotham." Dick also said, opening the large doors of the front entrance for her. "Hopefully you'll get to see this place when everything's done packed." He hesitated for a second, debating on whether or not to say this last part, it was obvious Tim knew something bad about her, but he also didnt want to lose a lead... Or if they were completely wrong, he would hate to lose a friend like her. "If you need anything, big or small, just give me a call." Dick said with a smile. "Have a nice day Abbie."

After Dick made sure she was safely back in her car (He watched from a window.... the super hero in him wanted to make sure she made it safe!), he went back to where Tim was. "What did Barb find out about her? Obviously something if you kicked her out." Dick said, walking up to him. "She's almost 100 percent sure that she's the adopted daughter of Harvey Dent, she'll fill you in later... What's wrong?"

"She didn't look like a threat... Could she possibly not know that her dad is Dent?" Dick asked, frowning a bit as he was in thought. "I'll admit she wasn't threatening, and the only secrets she seemed to want to know is how to get inside your pants..." Tim said with a grin, patting Dick on the back. "Its obvious she likes you. She was really nervous, and yelled at me for calling you a clown." 

"She was just being a polite guest."

"She was being flirty, and likes you."

Dick turned a shade a pink, walking for the door. "I'll go see what Barb found... Get back to work on packing."