[ Well, at least he’s not a hugger. Tim returns the squeeze - what else can he do - but takes his hands back at the first opportunity.

Confirmed that it’s the same guy, though. The name is a dead giveaway. ]

No, I live in Central City. I’m just here for the party. I know Robin, but I don’t know her roommates yet.

[ There’s no check in his voice when he says Robin’s name. Living in Gotham, he’s long since used to saying Batman and Robin in conversation without any hint of awkwardness. ]

But how are you here, if you don’t know who lives here? Just taking them up on the open invitation?