[ The look on Jon’s face - Tim wonders if he’s stepped in it inadvertently. Been so vague that he’s promised too much and let Jon fill in the gaps with a fully stocked farmhouse.

But it’s not the right time to ask questions, mismatched as they are. P]

I think I’ll probably see you more than you’ll see me. Now stop explaining and go save the world.

[ He won’t read it here, won’t even let the scrap of paper show. Tim palms it, careful to wave at a retreating Jon with his other hand. It’s hell to wait until it’s “safe” to leave, but Jon hadn’t seemed genuinely worried as if it were an aliens invasion (again.). When he has to pay, he’ll slide the note into his pocket while retrieving his wallet.

But later, a wild Robin will appear at the designated time. Actually, he’ll be on a nearby roof eleven minutes early as a standard precaution, and, yes, he’s aware that he’s probably already been spotted. He’ll swing over to the top floor fire escape and climb up to roof when it’s on time, neatly hopping over the ledge. ]

Thanks for the invitation, instead of just tracking me down with a paper bag cowl on your head.

[ Not pretending that everyone on this roof doesn’t know exactly who the other person is. ]