A flash of a smile. "That's me. I'd ask if you're here to see me," since a lot of people who come here do know about Dick, but a lot fewer of them ones that Dick doesn't know, "but I think you'd have let me know already."

He was rather certain that Alfred, even without saying much, would have gotten all the necessary information, which means any of the usual questions would be only a repetition. So instead, he crouches on Ace's other side, petting him, as well.

"How has your day been, Brad?"

Dick might have been tired, but simple hospitality and friendliness didn't cos that much.