The 'baby billionaire' act is a rare part of Bruce's act that is not actually an act (!), seeing as a spoiled-rotten childhood was swapped for an angry anti-social adolescence followed by a brief isolated young-adulthood before he fucked off entirely. He has no experience running a company - or anything larger than a group project in high school biology class at all - and he has no experience managing his own money, as he's never had unlimited access to it as an adult before.

That doesn't mean he's as dumb as he's putting on - he's smart enough to be able to be a shark without having swum these waters before - but still. It helps ease a small amount of his personal bitterness not to be breathing lies all the time.

"I think I've had enough downtime," he admits. "At least away from Gotham. I'd probably do more damage than good if I actually showed up to work, though. I'm really only interested in--" woah, those sure are Susan's boobs. Briefly. She shrieks with not-very-sober laughter and her top goes back to where it's supposed to be. At some point, she found a lighter.

"Can I order a pizza?" she asks.

"Uh-- sure." Bruce looks puzzled but smiles anyway as she beams and escapes to one of the room's phones. ("That was sweet of her to ask," Vicki remarks, to someone else.)

"What was I..." at Tony.