"Oh Italian," she closed her eyes for a moment and licked her lips. "I'm sold."
She opened her eyes again to grin down at him, pushing herself off and standing a little ways in front of him. She didn't expect him to return any of the gestures just yet. It was going to be rather foreign.
She opened her eyes again to grin down at him, pushing herself off and standing a little ways in front of him. She didn't expect him to return any of the gestures just yet. It was going to be rather foreign.
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WRBWRBWRB. Bruce's stomach growls.
"Hrm, guess I should tell him to start making it."
“Yeah, I guess you should as well. That grumbling stomach demands it.
Yes, yes. That will explain it.”
He then stands up, pressing a button on the Batcomputer to turn it off, the red one next to the keyboard, then looking down at the undersuit of his armour.
"Hm. I should get changed."
She said with a playful tone and a wink. However she did step further away to give him space to move away from the chair. She had a smile now on her face.
"I can always wait for you elsewhere if need be."
As the monitors shut down, the billionaire stops for a moment, considering her proposition for a moment, even if it's a bit...crude. He then remembers something she told him shortly after Arkham City opened: it's more polite to buy a girl dinner +