"I still don't buy this whole Herbert Chicken story.. so I guess I gotta go just to see this." He spoke as he raked a hand through his hair. "I know how to pretend to be normal, and Alfred did teach me how to be respectful." You could always drag the kid from the streets but not the streets from the kids.

"I'll call her Mrs. Kent." He nodded, after all, he knew how Bruce's orders tended to go. He could listen at times.