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The Elysium Dining glowed under soft golden light, the murmur of polished conversation and the clink of wine glasses filling the air. Outside, the Gotham night wrapped the city in shades of deep blue and neon glow. Bruce Wayne paused beside the car, straightening his Armani jacket, the weight of the stuffed bear and the bag of sweets still tangible in his hand—an awkward reminder of his miscalculation. He sighed, tossing them back onto the rear seat. "So... This was meant for you," he murmured, closing the door with a definitive click. Damian was already striding ahead, a scowl etched on his face. Inside, the scent of truffles and polished wood enveloped the reserved table: Lily and Dick were attempting to bridge the silence with strained banter, Tim observed with his usual quiet intens…