[Tim and Conner are standing just inside the entrance of the large room the party is being held in. It's a few minutes before the party is set to begin -- only one of two guests have shown up already and Bruce is seeing to them. In the meantime, Tim is drilling Conner on proper high society party etiquette.]
And don't try to ask the caterers for champagne. I've already told them not to give you any. [Tim narrows his eyes at Conner at the idea of what he might do.]
You did it wrong. [A small sigh, then Tim is pulling it undone and pulling Kon closer by the two ends. It only takes him a few seconds to retie it and then he focuses on fixing Kon's collar.]
Yeah, thanks... [ though the issue there wasn't if he was wearing it right or not for him... It was wearing it in general ]
Are you sure Bruce is okay with me being here? [ he says, after spotting him throw a quick annoyed glare at him for the third time ] He doesn't exactly look too happy about it...
From the way he's looking at me as if I could light the whole place on fire by just staring at it, I really don't think so…
[ he tucks at his tie a bit more, it was starting to become some sort of nervous tick ]
I mean, i guess the point is that I could if I would, but I don't-- [ heavy sigh to calm himself down ] Geez, this is stressing me down already and we didn't even start! I better calm down before the stress gets worse and I give a reason for my other DNA cells to give in and start going bald.
[Tim doesn't make any effort to introduce Conner during his conversation. He'll wait to do that until Kon's not freaking out behind him. Their conversation is short and boring -- full of business speculation and fake smiles. Thankfully it ends when the man sees that Bruce is now free and scampers off with a smile.]
[Tim's smile drops as soon as the man is out of sight.] Ugh, I hate these things. I don't know how Bruce finds the motivation to organize them so often.
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