Batman is billionaire industrialist Bruce Wayne

With the sign of a long night's hard work carefully hidden Bruce Wayne exited the Rolls Royce in his smart pinstripe suit and crossed into the lobby of Wayne Enterprises. All around him people began acknowledging him some with nervous smiles and averted eyes; people hoping not to anger their boss until he reached the lift. Once safely inside and alone he gingerly ran a hand over his injured shoulder; it twinged uncomfortably but the pain helped jolt him out of his momentary drowsiness. Once the lift reached his top floor he hastily moved to his office and sat at his desk in order to double-check his schedule.

First a stock-holders meeting; luckily Alfred had already prepared his speech for that. Then a personal meeting with Lucius Fox, lunch at some new restaurant that Cobblepot had purchased (in reality a chance to spot for any tell-tale clues of suspicious activity). And then the afternoon would be spent sorting through the various charitable events. After spending half an hour flicking through the Gotham Gazette it was finally time for the ain event.

"And in conclusion I can see that the new reformation on public housing will go a long way to creating a safer yet cheaper and efficient environment for all of us here in Gotham City in the future." Bruce said gravely to the large gathering of shareholders. "All those in favour?"

"Aye!" came a large chorus of voices that numbered roughly seven tenths of those present.

"Opposed!"

"Nay!" responded the minority.

"The ayes have it. Meeting adjourned" Bruce intoned banging the gavel down on the pulpit. Slowly everyone filtered out of the assembly and Bruce fell into step along with Fox.

"How soon can we begin moving this project forward?" Bruce demanded.

"As soon as planning and paperwork have been approved," Fox responded, "so around two months. By then all the winter snow should be cleared up so construction shouldn't be heavily delayed."

"Good to know," Bruce responded in his false cheery tone, "now about tomorrow's board meeting..."

The two men bantered back and forth half another hour and a half about issues with the construction unions, a handful of glitches in the communications networks until lunch. Nothing seemed of the wall about Cobblepot's new restaurant but he made a mental to come back here tonight to take a closer look. Finally came the main item for today; the Martha Wayne Foundation Christmas toy give away. The Rolls Royce finally reached the old purchased toy factory where the crowds of some of the city's poorest families gathered. Stepping out into the bracing winter air he crossed up to another podium to give his second speech for the day. This time however he was speaking from the heart.

"At Christmas time we are taught to remember those who are less fortunate than others. With that Wayne Enterprises and Burgundy Toy factory arranged a tradition to give away free toys for those in need of them the most at this time of year. Now after many years The Martha Wayne Foundation is pleased to renew that tradition. Merry Christmas!" With that Bruce Wayne picked up the first gift-wrapped toy and began the distribution.

Two hours later his eyes were beginning to droop as Wayne manor drew in sight. Fortunately he could gain a few more hours of sleep before tonight's work.