The three bat boys had taken their seats hesitantly, each casting the others careful looks as everyone settled in. They tried not to send overtly negative signs to Bruce as Talia mentioned that they should do this sort of thing more often, and that they should visit the home of the al Ghul’s. That was the last thing any of them wanted. Inviting the demons into the manor was one thing, at least here they had a bit of an upperhand knowing all the secrets the manor held, as well as having a fully stocked armory in the cave. At the home of the League of Shadows, they were basically walking into a bear cave...with very aggressive, hungry mama bears.<br/><br/>Damien on the other hand looked all for it, of course the little brat had been raised there so going back would be like walking right back home. So it was no surprise when he looked more than pleased at the idea.<br/><br/>“Father, I believe finding time to visit by mother’s home would be most advantageous. You should always keep good relations with your allies.” Damien spoke from his seat, giving his grandfather a grin as he spoke.<br/><br/>Jason rolled his eyes, and leaned his elbow on the table.<br/><br/>“Maybe you should take your own advice.” He muttered before receiving a swat at his arm, knocking his elbow off the table from Alfred.<br/><br/>“Elbow’s off the table, master Jason.” The old butler said as he passed, distributing drinks to both the manors occupants and their guests. “Dinner will be served momentarily. If you will just give me a few minutes to add the finishing touches.” Alfred said before disappearing back into the kitchen where the smells of whatever it was he was making greeted those seated at the table.<br/><br/>“If I said I wasn’t hungry, could I be excused?” Tim asked, already knowing the answer to that question.<br/><br/>Before long, Alfred was pushing a cart out of the kitchen, piled with silver covered trays which he began placing on the table, uncovering each in turn.<br/><br/>“Dinner is served. If you need anything at all, please don’t hesitate to ask.”<br/><br/>“At least one thing about this night won’t be a complete bust.” Dick said to his brothers as he began loading up his plate. “Alfred’s cooking.”