Later in the morning that same day.
Bzzzzzt! Barbara Gordon ringing the bell on a home. Bzzzzzt!
"Yeah, yeah, I heard you the first time." The manly voice behind the door speaking.
"Babs!" Commissioner James Gordon greeted, seeing his daughter after opening the door. Jim was wearing a pair of grey jogging pants, white wife-beater shirt and towel draped over his neck. "What brought you here today?"
"I was out for a jog when I decided to drop by and check up on you dad. I miss you that's all." Barbara responded, catching her breath with sweat on her forehead and chests that soaked through her clothing.
"I miss you too Babs, but I'm telling you I'm fine." He said, doing some quick jabs into the air continuing his exercise while talking to his daughter. His enthusiastic smile replaces his former serious attitude. "In fact, I feel amazing! Don't worry about your old man." He added, wiggling his eye-brows several times, throwing couple punches in the air, one barely missing Barbara in the face as he sends a jab behind her as if trying to hit someone.
Barbara acting as if she didn't see the punch, she flinches. "Woah! What's gotten into you? You seem awfully happy today." Barbara exclaimed, as she dodged the punch with a smirk on her face.
"Well, figured I need more stamina, I'm getting old and I 'm starting to have a hard time catching up with the bad guys."
Bad guys or Batgirl? She thought, bringing self pride to herself for making her old man happy and energetic.
Barbara leans forward to kiss her father on the cheek, noticing the scent of cologne on him. The same cologne she gave him 2 years ago for his 49th Birthday. But… he never wore a cologne. He always hated putting one on as he once told her that… ''Putting perfume on makes you less manly.'' were his exact words.
"Are you wearing the cologne I gave you?" Barbara asked, badgering him now. "Since when did you ever wear a cologne?"
"I happen to use it sometimes." the older man replied, now laughing awkwardly hoping that his interrogator would shut down the subject.
"While exercising?! You're the only one I know who wears a cologne while exercising... by himself." she said, annoying him.
He wiped his sweaty head with the towel, "Why don't you come in?" he offered, trying to avoid her question.
The house is no longer as messy as it was last night. He arranged around the house and put away all the trash. A floral air spray to neutralize the odor of cigarette lingering in the house. The place looked as it smelled, clean and fresh; except for the faint hint of a cigarette smoke.
"Well seems like you're doing well after all." Barbara started, impressed by the change he made with the house.
"Yeah, well I told you I'm doing great. I can take care of myself just fine." Jim stated, about to hop on his treadmill.
"I'm glad to see you well and happy dad." Barbara continued, "I can't help but notice though, the house looks super tidy, but dad, the air spray is a bit overkill don't you think?"
He walks over the minibar, pours himself a small shot of whiskey and downing it with one big gulp, "I got a confession to make." he paused, taking another shot. "I am starting to like someone."
Acting as oblivious as she can, "Look at you! Good for you dad, I'm glad you're seeing someone new."
"I don't even know if I'll see her again." he downs another shot, "god, I really hope I'd see her again."
"I'm sure you'll be able to see her again." she said, smiling back at him.
"We only spent a night together," he moves towards the window, prying the blinds with his fingers, looking straight ahead. "I don't even know how to contact her."
"I'm sure she'll be back." she said with confidence.
"I don't know... Even if we ended up together, the age difference would be awkward. She's obviously less than half my age." he replied, his eyes moving to her.
"Oh, I'm sure she won't be able to resist you, she'll come back," she huffed, " Also," she continued, "age doesn't really matter anyway."
He was happy to hear that his daughter didn't mind the idea of him dating again, let alone the idea of him dating a woman who is more than likely to be as old as her.
"I'm taking the night off tonight." he declared, "I hope I get to see her again." looking through the window, gazing far away.