Why rush when we can just sit and enjoy ourselves. After all I think we've earned it.

[He points out and shifts his chair a little closer to Oswald's, reaching over to lace his hand through the other's while he sips his coffee and looks out at the sunshine.]

It's rare for weather like this in Gotham.

[He's going to take it as a good omen.]

Did Olga get you breakfast already?