Think about it – billionaire playboy, he’s getting trim thrown at him from every angle. You think he could spare a little bit for the old man? He’s not sweating it if a couple of tricks run off with his old, English surrogate father. Right?
Alfred’s always been there for him. When his parents got popped, when he was starting out as Batman, Alfred’s been loyal without question. The least he could do is throw a couple of dimes Alfred’s way.
“‘Ello, Master Wayne. I’m taking Keesha out for some burgers then hopefully back here for drinks and a boink. Can you spot me a C-note?”
And he would have to, because Alfred is his boy and he loves him.