Alfred: And this is the main sitting room. It's the one the family uses most, so always make sure to keep blankets and slippers in this cabinet.
Alfred: It helps to drop off a plate of snacks on Fridays. The children love it.
Danny: Are there any dietary restrictions I should know about?
Alfred: Master Tim is allergic to shellfish, and Master Damian is lactose intolerant. Miss Cass tends to avoid gluten-
Bruce: Ugh? Alfred who is this?
Alfred: Oh, Master Bruce. I didn't see you there. This is Daniel Fenton. My great-grandson.
Alfred: My great-grandson. You remember my daughter, right? She had a child when she was fifteen that I never knew about. She put the girl up for adoption under my ex-wife's insistence. That child was Madeline, who went on to have children of her own. Daniel, here, is her youngest.
Bruce: I see. It's wonderful to meet you, Daniel.
Danny: You can call me Danny. Thank you for letting me stay here.
Bruce: Oh, of course. *shooting Alfred a confused look*
Alfred: Danny is a a situation green four.
Danny: I'm a what? What does that mean?
Bruce: You're part of this household now. That's what that means. Want me to show you around?
Danny: ugh, no, Great-Grandfather is already doing that.
Bruce: Alright! Have fun! I have some work to do but let me know if you need me. *walks away*
Danny: Did he seem nervous to you?
Alfred: No, he looks like that all the time. Master Bruce has a reputation you can say.
Danny heard everything about airhead Brucie: I guess that makes sense.
Meanwhile in Bruce's office:
Bruce hiding under his desk calling Dick: I'm serious. Alfred called him a situation green four!
Dick: *horrified gasp* Are you safe?
Bruce: Probably. The boy is young. I think Alfred is going to sick him onto Tim or Duke.
Dick: B. Listen to me. Get out of there. Get out of there now. I'll warn Tim and Duke.
Bruce crying: I thought Alfred stopped trying to marry us off, and now he brought his own flesh and blood to trap us in marriage!
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