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//alright already did a sketch draw now comes a color

[fortruechaos-moved]

Continued from here. || @gothamparlor

“And I’m the President of the United Federations. I don’t have time for this.” Shadow’s displeasure only amplifies when Almond tries to come up with an excuse. Psychic? Please. Shadow sees through that immediately.

It’s almost funny how bad it was.

“That information is only available to very select few. And I work hard to make sure it doesn’t spread.”

So either:

Someone (Rouge, probably) leaked his birthday to the bar for some reason.

Almond is really good at gathering intel.

[fortruechaos-moved]

[Slipped under the door was a single little flyer, which read "Happy Birthday dear patron! This coupon is good for ONE FREE DRINK at the Gotham Parlor!"]

Gotham Parlor? Shadow doesn’t remember going there--oh, wait.

He remembers ordering a Shirley Temple at some rundown bar, with a bored-looking bat giving him an extremely unimpressed look at his request. It had been a long mission, what else could be expected from him?

Shadow picks up the coupon and squints at it. “How’d he find out where I live...? How does he know what my birthday is?” That’s unnerving.

Maybe Shadow ought to pay a visit and “use his drink coupon.”