Thomas listened to his son, while that little voice in his head told him to get back to work. Pinching the bridge of his nose he sighed.<br/><br/>"Look Bruce, I appreciate you coming to me but I need to get back to work."<br/><br/>Alfred raised an eyebrow at the man. He loved Bruce like his own son and hated seeing him being treated like this. As Thomas moved back towards his desk, ending the conversation he spoke up.<br/><br/>"Master Thomas, I do think you should look at this from young Bruce's perspective. Both yourself and Martha have not been paying any attention to him for quite some time now. In fact, I'd be surprise if you even remembered the last time you did something as a family." Alfred glanced at Bruce before turning back to Thomas.<br/><br/>Thomas watched the butler.<br/><br/>"There is a theatre performance scheduled for tonight, why don't you all go to it? A family outing?" Alfred suggested.<br/><br/>Thomas thought about it, he had wanted to take Martha to the performance, and what harm could bringing Bruce along do?<br/><br/>"Alright. Bruce, be ready for seven tonight." Thomas looked to his son, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Now I really do have work to do."<br/><br/>Alfred nodded before ushering Bruce out of the study.<br/><br/>"Well Master Bruce, that solves that." The butler smiled before moving past the boy to the kitchen to work on supper.