fandomtownies | Streets of Fandom, Saturday evening

It was time to take the dog for a walk. This wasn't normally a big issue, but Bruce's knees were bothering him today. So when it was time to clean up the stuff that tended to happen during dog walks, it was harder than normal to get up from being bent over.

But eventually he got up, did what needed to be done with the bag, and waved his hand a little after disposing of it. "Sometimes I wish I was even a little younger, boy. At least then my knees wouldn't be such a problem."

Ace gave Bruce a confused look as his face changed. The hair was a little darker, some wrinkles lessened or even disappeared, his posture straightened. "Something just happened, didn't it?" Bruce asked Ace. He ended up patting his own knees just to make sure there wasn't anything sketchy going on. "At least my knees feel better. I'd like to know what's happening this time, though."

That was apparently close enough to a wave, so he did. "Huh."

[OOC: Open!]