Meaning: radiant beauty, pride
Tonight was a charity event to raise money to feed starving villages over in Africa. Bruce has other duties to take care of on the Watchtower and since Dick had the night off, he asked him to go in his place.
The events were a good way to further the Wayne's family name, but they were highly boring.
Fortunately Zatanna was off the same day. She agreed to accompany him but she couldn't come until later. Unfortunately that meant that he'd just have to stick it out until she got here, should be easy
"Mr. Grayson! We are so glad that you could attend!"
Maybe holding out would be harder than he thought.
Hilary Richards is a hotel heiress. Her heavy country accent can start off as endearing but can quickly become annoying because of her personality. Her parents are the ones who are hosting this charity event. They are renowned for their beautiful line of hotels, but they were also infamous for their greediness. They even sold off their only son to marriage for the money they promised. It's even rumored that they have a list of eligible bachelors and bachelorettes in Gotham.
"No one's seen you at any charity events in so long. People were starting to think that you had fallen off the face of the earth or something." She had stepped moderately closer to him. Something looked different about her.
"Bruce couldn't attend because of other matters unfortunately. We just couldn't pass up this opportunity to donate so I came in his place."
"Well that is mighty generous of you, kind sir." She must've taken his response as acceptance because she then looped her arm around his, forcibly if he might add. He figured out what was so different about her.
Eric Webber, her main piece of arm candy, was nowhere to seen near her. They were usually inseparable during these events. He was never seen not latched onto her arm. Not even to go to the bathroom. If he remembered correctly he might've seen Eric nursing a beer by the refreshments table.
"Now I cant believe that such a handsome man like you came to this event all by your lonesome. You must've come with somebody."
"Yes sir, Grayson. A man of your caliber must have come with somebody." A new voice was added into the conversation. They both turned around to see Zatanna Zatara in all of her glory. Dressed simply yet classy, compared to the hotel heiress the magician was radiant. And from
The coy smile that she was also sporting, the magician was teasing.
"And you are?" Hilary stepped closer to Dick and tightened her grip on his arm. Looks like she was trying to lay claim on him.
"Zatanna Zatara. It's a pleasure, Ms. Richards." Zatanna held her hand out for the heiress to shake. Hilary looked down at her hand and back up at her face twice before she let go of Dick's arm. "I'm going to got get a refreshment."
When Hilary left was Dick's time to laugh. "You can be pretty intimidating when you want to be, Tanna."
"Coming from the son and ward of the Dark Knight I'll take that as a compliment." With a flourish he offered her his hand and with a flourish of her own she intertwined their hands together and interlocked their arms. They both then walked off into the glitz of the crowd, ready to charm and woo future investors.