"I'm sorry." Grace Wayne said quickly wiping her eyes as discreetly as she could.
"It's really fine." He said.
Grace looked up. John had dark, kind eyes and dark hair. "Yeah, I'm fine." She then looked down and saw that she'd spilled his water bottle all over his Gotham PD jacket. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I really should learn to look where I'm going. Gosh, I'm let me help you with that." She tried wiping at the spilled water on his coat.
John gently pushed Grace's hands away. "It's fine." Looking at the girl, John Blake had no idea what she was doing at a memorial service for Harvey Dent- nonetheless leaving in tears. Harvey had no family that John knew of and most of Dent's friends and work colleagues had to have been her age when Harvey died eight years ago. But John figured that if any guys-especially those at the police station- knew this girl was going to be here at the memorial service, they would've fought John for the opportunity to come. She was gorgeous- dark hair with green eyes and a thin build. "I'm Officer John the food in there really that bad that you had to run out of there like that?"
Grace smiled for the first time in the entire encounter. "Yeah, stay away from all of the appetizers; they're nasty."
John smiled back a smile so sweet Grace almost forgot she practically just shoulder-checked this guy on the way to her car. "Thanks for the advice. Sorry, I don't think I caught your name?"
"Grace Wayne." She said so quickly she almost forgot that she didn't usually share her last name. It may sound weird but usually it just never came up anyways; if she just said her name was Grace-no more, no less- the conversation went on with little disturbance. When her last name was shared there was usually more of a conversation to follow: Wayne, as in Bruce Wayne? So you're like the Paris Hilton of Gotham? Are you the girl who was babysitting for the Commissioner Gordon' family the knight Batman killed Harvey Dent and those other people? What is it like to be one of the only witnesses to one of the biggest events in Gotham's history?
John didn't fail to disappoint. "Wayne, like Wayne Enterprises?"
"That would be us." Grace replied waiting for the next question. When Harvey died it was, as you may guess, a pretty huge deal. Between the extent of the impact Harvey's death had on Gotham and the fact that Grace's last name was already commonplace around Gotham from their involvement in the business in the world and Bruce's involvement in Gotham's night/social life, her presence at the scene of the crime was made public knowledge.
"That's cool" John replied. John obviously knew exactly who Grace was now, and he also knew why she was at the memorial for Harvey Dent. It was all over the news; Grace Wayne had known Dent because she grew up with his fiancée Rachel and, coincidentally, she had been present at the scene of Dent's death because she was babysitting Commissioner Gordon's kids who somehow ended up at the scene (the reason for this was never publically disclosed in an effort to protect all parties involved and possibly the checkbook of the police department for revealing too much information on an heiress to possibly the largest fortune in Gotham). But instead of feeding his on interest, John held back to save this girl from answering anymore of the same questions she'd probably gotten repeatedly over the past eight years.
Grace was shocked- and impressed. "Yeah, I guess. It's definitely quite the icebreaker."
John laughed. "I'm guessing it has to be. How often do you get asked about your name and then your family?"
"Usually every time someone hears what my last name is. It's fabulous." Grace smiled and then realized she actually had to go somewhere- work. She was able to convince the head nurse on her floor to reschedule her shift to be an afternoon one, so Grace really couldn't come any later if she wanted to keep her job. "I'm really sorry, Officer Blake, but I have to get going. I can't be late to work."
"Oh, I understand. It's really nice to meet you." She agreed but before she could leave, John stopped her. "Listen, Grace, do you want to have dinner or something tonight? You know, now that your name has broken the ice."
"I'd love that John." Grace said and then the two made plans to go to dinner that night after Grace and John got off of work.