Alfred was pushing a dining cart out of the elevator.
The moment he stepped out, he saw Bruce and Clark embracing.
His eyes widened, and he could not help but marvel.
"Wow!"
Then, wearing an uncle-like grin, he pushed the cart toward the dining table in the lounge area—the table Bruce usually used in the Batcave.
Halfway there, he smiled at Bruce and Clark, who had just separated from their embrace.
"As an old man who watched Bruce grow up, I'm delighted to see your relationship progressing so quickly. Still, we'd best have dinner first.
Bruce did not eat anything tonight because he was preparing to fight you. I don't know whether you were the same.
But given your abilities, I imagine you had no need to fight on an empty stomach. Please have some more snacks and soup, Mr. Clark."
As Alfred teased them, he set the food on the table.
Hearing Alfred's words, Clark solemnly shook his head.
"No, Bruce is very strong. He almost killed me. You can look at the wound on my face!"
As he spoke, he turned and walked toward the Batmobile in the distance, carrying his girlfriend Lois out of it.
Having suddenly arrived in a place like this, Lois excitedly looked at Heisenberg and Diana.
Although she did not know who they were, anyone who could sit with Superman and Batman had to be a superhero too!
Alfred, who was serving the meal, nodded to Lois first.
"We have not yet welcomed Miss Lois. With a lover like Clark, your life must often be as thrilling as it was today.
So relax, my dear. Everyone here is a good person."
"Of course. It's wonderful to meet all of you. I'm Lois Lane, a reporter for the Daily Planet!"
With flushed cheeks, Lois