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The first light of dawn crept through the tall windows of Wayne Manor, casting long shadows across the mahogany floors. The savory aroma of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee drifted through the halls, a familiar morning symphony. In the grand dining room, a figure moved with silent precision—a young apprentice in a crisply pressed suit, arranging silverware with the practiced grace of Alfred himself. The clink of porcelain was the only sound as they adjusted each setting. Footsteps echoed on the stairs. Jason appeared first, rubbing sleep from his eyes, followed by Dick, Tim, and a grumbling Damian. They stopped dead at the doorway, their collective gaze fixed on the newcomer. Damian broke the silence, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Guys, I think Alfred is multiplying. Is this binary f…