Bruce walked into the arena, absently humming a tune, occasionally off-key, as though he was struggling to remember a specific song. He didn't seem unfocused, though his presence had changed in subtle ways. A small smile, anxious and anticipating, appeared on his face once he noticed Ross. Bruce didn't bother with his typical means of introduction, remembering that Ross was not unlike himself- he wanted to avoid unnecessary distractions. 
[color=0072bc]"What's next?"[/color] Bruce asked.