[If he'd had a suit in his closet, Bruce might have thrown it on, but until the suit fairy visits, he's making do with a relatively unrumpled oxford and slacks combo and his winter coat. He's feeling pretty okay about that until he gets a look at Zatanna in person for the first time, then he's feeling woefully underdressed and out of his depth.
Standing, he rubs his hands together to make sure they aren't clammy before offering her his hand.]
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Standing, he rubs his hands together to make sure they aren't clammy before offering her his hand.]
Zatanna? I'm Bruce. It's good to meet you.