"Explain!" Diana demands, not bothering one bit to keep her tone in check.
"Explain what?" her husband answers with a question as he packs his bags.
"Why are you doing this?" Anger seethes from her mouth with every word.
"Because what they are developing there is not something I want released on the world," he replies calmly.
"Fine, I'll let you get away with that for now, but of all the people you could have asked to help you: Dick, Barbara, Tim...", 'Not to mention me!' she thought herself briefly, "..., why did you decide to ask her?" Restraint was thrown out the window a few moments ago.
"Dick and Barbara are busy in their own city and I need Tim to take care of Gotham while I'm gone and even with all the training I gave you, you still lack the necessary experience and stealthiness for this particular mission. Selina is the only person other than me that does," Bruce reacts to her predicted interrogative questions as he finishes packing.
The Amazon doesn't relent. "How can you even trust her at this point?"
"Experience and the 3.5 million that are to be wired to her account as soon as everything is finished," he replies.
"Well, I don't trust her! With that weapon or whatever it is you're trying to steal or with you," Diana reminds him once more of her point of view.
"You don't have to. Neither does she trust you. On the other hand though, you can snap her like a twig and she is well aware of that. That'll keep her claws sheathed. She isn't suicidal, regardless of what the popular belief says of her," Bruce continues.
"So what's to stop her from unsheathing them when the two of you are out of my sight?" Diana reacts angrily.
"Me and 65% of the content in my utility belt, though I doubt it'd come to that."
"That makes one of us," Diana answers as they open the doors and are greeted by the topic of their heated debate. Diana keeps her eyes solely focused on the well dressed woman.
"Bruce, it's been far too long!" the undisguised Catwoman hugs the towering man and Diana was sure she saw a mocking glare flying her way out of the corner of those green eyes.
"It's certainly been long," Bruce retorts with a neutral expression. Telling her to stop doing what she was doing didn't even cross his mind after seeing the daggers that his wife glared at the rambunctious cat. Selina may like to push the boundaries of what she can or can't do, but she does know when to stop pushing.
"Have you studied the files I sent you?" he continued.
"Of course. I am a professional after all," Selina smiled at him teasingly.
"Alright. We're packed and ready to go. I'll drive," Bruce dictated.
"Works for me. I'll co-pilot," she answers, smiling the exact same way, only this time gleaming through the corner of her eye at the noticeably irritated Amazon, before making her way to her seat.
"We should be back in about 4 days. If you want to help Tim in Gotham, follow his battle plan. He knows how things work here better than you, Princess. I'll be on frequency 11. Maintain radio-silence, unless it's something truly important," he tells his wife as he turns towards her.
"Alright, Bruce. Watch your hands and more importantly hers," she throws a not so nice glare at Selina's eyes in the car's rear-view mirror.
"Understood. Can I ask for a kiss or are you too angry?" he replies, lowering his tone a little.
'You manipulative bastard,' Diana's thoughts surface as she grabs him and fiercely pulls him towards herself, kissing him fiercely and passionately. Bruce couldn't help but be stunned, while Catwoman couldn't help but smirk at the display.
"You better be home in 3 days," she tells him, when she finally releases him.
"Will try," Bruce answers and enters the car.
"I see wifey there is treating you well," Selina teases him.
"Shut up, Selina," he replies coarsely.
"Stiff as ever. I'd have thought that marriage would soften you at least a little bit. Then again, considering who your lovely bride is," she replies, a most satisfied smirk following her words, as she stretches herself in her seat.
"Don't make me repeat myself, Catwoman," he tells her, being Batman at this point again, even without the cowl.
"Yes, sir," Catwoman mocks him just a little bit more.
Diana remained watching the white luxury car driving away with fists clenched.