"Busy night."
"Could have been worse."
Gordon sipped his coffee. "You and your ladies are doing a fine job. Huntress, Canary, and Batgirl are all excellent detectives"
"So, it was a good year, Jim?"
"For the most part, I believe I had a good one. How's the boy?"
"He's doing well." Batman had another sip. "Still considering retiring this year?"
"I think so." A breeze from the front door distracted Gordon for a moment. He glanced away and then back, only to see that money had been left by his old friend.
"Damn him," Jim Gordon muttered. "Maybe next year."