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When I hear the horn honk from outside, I smile and jump from Jason's arms on the couch to peak through the closed curtains. It's a sunny, cloudless, first morning of March and I see the Chrysler parked in the driveway behind the Bugatti.

"That him?" Jason asks, glancing from the TV to me.

"Yah." I make my way back over to him and lean down to kiss his lips before grabbing my purse, "See you later."

"Alright." He replies as he watches me head out the house, warmth touching my skin as I walk down the small sidewalk to the driveway in my fitted baby pink dress, stopping mid-shin where I wear my comfy brown gladiator sandals.

I open the door and hop in, smiling brightly as I close it, "Ugh, I miss the warmth."

"Yeah. It's practically apart of us." Dick smiles as I buckle myself in and smirk with a small shrug of my shoulders, "Even living in Gotham."

"Even living in Gotham." He repeats as he shifts gears and backs out of the driveway.

We chat on the way to the restaurant to have our big annual March Big Belly Burger breakfast. We always go on the first day of March because it was our birthday month and was our first ever date.

We talk about almost everything on the way there, in the fast food place, and until we're in line to order, although neither of us even glance up at the menu.

"Know what you want?"

"You already know I already know what I want." I smirk and he titters lightly.

"That I do."

My eyebrow raises as I look over up to him, "And you want your dumb, nasty breakfast burrito."

"You still don't like those!?" He gasps, "They were my whole life!"

"Yeah, they're trash. The omelette combo is where it's at." I smile, looking back ahead of me.

"You wound me." He claims, only making me laugh a little more as we step forward to order, the people in front of us moving to the side to wait for their food.

"She'll take the omelette combo and I'll have a big breakfast burrito." Dick starts and I add on just automatically behind him.

"Two lemonade frosts, too please."

"Will that be it?" The worker asks and we both only nod. When she tells me our price is 16.89, Dick and I look at each other. Then we put our fists up.

Rock, paper, scissors.

But rather than playing it to not pay, we wanted to pay. It was something we used to always argue about because I wanted to pay for things while he wanted to be that cliché gentleman and pay for me.

When I win, I laugh and briefly tease before pulling out my debit card and swiping. He only rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest.

She hands my card back and waits a second for the receipt before handing it to me. Then Dick and I go find our special booth: the only round one because its located against the only round corner of the restaurant with the round ceiling to floor window...I think you get the point.

But when it's in our sight, there's a family of three already sitting there. My feet stop as I frown, "Aw."

"Nah," Dick places his hand on my back while stepping in front of me and towards the booth, "I got this."

"Dick!" I whisper a yell, trying to grab his arm but he dodges and laughs at me lightly.

I cover my mouth with one hand and look away as he starts talking to the family after approaching them.

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