The seemingly innocuous gunmetal gray watch on his wrist began buzzing, and immediately the half-eaten apple pie was placed on the counter, Bruce was on edge. It couldn't have been Alfred, he wouldn't have tripped the alarm, would he?

He hit one of the cabinets with his fist and behind the canned food there was a secret door, where some spare batarangs were kept. He stuffed them in his khaki pants pocket, and untucked his blue polo shirt and pulled it over, just in case . Bruce slinked around the corner and out of the kitchen, catching a glimpse of the main hall. He could have easily made a run for the cave and come back as Batman, but really, that would take way too much explaining.

His blue eyes opened wide when he saw the pigtails. It was a little girl. He breathed a sigh of relief, but still snuck up behind her. There was not even the sound of breathing before the voice behind her said sternly.

"You ought to knock before you enter."