Nazo followed Kasey. He nearly stopped in his tracks upon seeing what was laid before them.<br/>"Yeah, uh...thanks Alfred."<br/><br/>He took a seat opposite Kasey, feeling his cheeks flare red. Why was this happening? He kept his eyes on the table, absently playing with the edge of the tablecloth when Alfred spoke up.<br/><br/>He was momentarily stunned as to what he was to say. He manage to stammer out a few things that came to mind though.<br/>"Well, um...I like to read, history mostly. And, uh...I'm pretty good with languages and such." He shrugged at the last part. Mentally kicking himself Nazo cursed himself for sounding so boring. Sighing he tried again.<br/>"And I've recently taken up acrobatics, and various types of martial arts. My dad says it doesn't hurt to be prepared." He couldn't tell her everything, could he? No, Bruce would have  a fit and punish him with some extensive workout or even cleaning the Bat Cave.<br/>"What about you? Surely you have something more interesting than a rich man's kid." Gradually Nazo had become a little more relaxed, admiring the way the candlelight played over the room, Kasey included; maybe this night wouldn't be a complete bust.