<div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/TykbW8T.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Alfred Pennyworth<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Wednesday the 1st of May 2019<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Wayne Manor - Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as shown<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Selina Kyle<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Right away, Master Bruce."<br/><br/>Arriving at the kitchen to do just that, Alfred was reminded of how plans usually went awry around Wayne Manor - especially when Selina Kyle was involved - when he all but ran into the rejuvenated minx who seemed on her way out. His first impression was confirmed by her words, and he stared after her as she made for the stairs. "Surely, you are not leaving, Miss Kyle?" he protested, involuntarily throwing a glance towards the other person present in the kitchen. Did Damian know more about Selina's urge to leave? He would not have put it past the young man, but Damian seemed as clueless as he was. Or, more precisely, the young Wayne looked disinterested, which amounted to the same thing. "Don't you talk nonsense, now," he chided. "Dealing with trouble is what we do." His words appeared to fall on deaf ears, and he stepped out of the kitchen to watch her go up the stairs. Seeing her leave brought back memories, and past and present seemed to merge in the shape of the lonely girl on the stairs. "You do not have to go, Miss Kyle," he said. "Master Bruce is in the dining room, but if you insist on leaving, you should go and tell him yourself." Although his tone was faintly disapproving, Alfred made no attempt to stop her beyond the friendly reminder that she had always been welcome. Like so many others who had gone and returned, Selina Kyle would find her way to Wayne Manor in her own time.<br/><br/>Like Damian had.<br/><br/>The young man was still in the kitchen when Alfred returned, and when his gaze fell upon him, he sent the younger man a genuine smile. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, Sir," he said warmly. "Master Bruce is in the dining room. He invited you and Miss Kyle to join him, but it would appear the young lady has changed her mind. I suppose it will be just you and me then, eh, Master Damian?" Alfred continued, keeping his voice light as he talked, pushing the shadow Selina's appearance had cast over his good mood to the back of his mind. Whenever Selina Kyle had a problem, it had a habit of following her home to Wayne Manor, and Alfred fervently hoped that tonight would be different.<br/><br/>"Did you have a good journey, Sir?"  After putting the kettle on and rinsing the teapot, Alfred pulled out the cutting board and set about slicing bread, preparing a plate of sandwiches. When it was done, he took the pie from the oven and moved everything they'd need onto a tray, except that plate which he left within Damien's grasp. The young man could pick it up or not - Alfred would never ask him to carry it for him - but it would give Damian something to do once they entered the dining room other than stare at his father.<br/>