"Wonder Woman! Wonder Woman!" yelled several paparazzi who flashed camera's at her as she tried to walk out of the local coffee shop. "Over here!"

Diana towered over the men but seemed lost amid the torrent of questions flowing past her. It was all so strange to her to be famous in man's world. She surely could understand it back in her own land where tales of her adventures garnered her fame and attention whenever she returned. But the men here asked such personal questions into her life that it made Diana feel unsettlingly exposed, as if several pairs of eyes had caught her as she was bathing. Soon a small crowd began to gather around her and follow her every move

"Excuse me. Excuse me." She said politely as she made her way through the pestering small group of cameras that hovered around her.

It took over an hour of questions and pictures before the pack of camera hounds finally left her in peace. During the commotion the temptation of flying off to escape did beckon to her but she did not want to offend anyone or seem rude. So she politely answered as many general questions as she could and pose for pictures with the occasional brave fan or sign an autograph. It left her feeling exhausted before she could reach the market to get some milk.

"They're out of 2%" said Batman's velvet rustled voice in her ear piece

"Truly a brave knight you are, leaving a comrade to the wolves of the media." She playfully remarked as the cool air conditioned breeze of the super market chilled her skin.

"Psychotic clowns and crocodile men I can handle. Paparazzi are another thing entirely. Besides, aren't you the one who can bend steel and fly?"

"There are crocodile men?" asked Diana quizzically. She was still getting used to all the things in man's world.

"Only for me." He responded dryly

"My you do keep strange company." Said Diana while grabbing a gallon of milk "What's the news?"

"Lantern's calling a meeting for tonight at the Watchtower. 7PM. Be ready." He said in his usual curt manner."

"Right. I'll be ready. Hopefully I won't draw another crowd."

"Don't be Wonder Woman then. Batman out."

A secret identity was an area where Diana was lacking. The world knowing that she was Wonder Woman did open certain doors in man's world to her, however she quickly also realized that being what most would consider a leggy supermodel with the ability to bend steel had the same effect. She often wondered about the others and how they managed to juggle the duality in their lives. She often had long discussions with Superman and his need to be Clark Kent and how it kept him from going crazy. The identity gave him a sense of a normal life where he could live without interruption, however to Diana, Clark and Superman didn't seem too different outside the fact that Clark Kent wouldn't be one to rush into danger. It also helped to protect those he cared about from harm from enemies. Wally's explanation however was more esoteric. In his words: "Chick's can't handle the Flash and substance so that's why I wear a mask."

John and Shayera were on the other end of the spectrum where they embraced who they were without masks. Diana understood they were both soldiers and soldiers always wore their colors proudly, some at all times so the world knows to respect them and the enemy knows to fear them. They seemed to not nearly harbor as much attention as she does though on a regular basis. Her costume has been criticized as the culprit that draws attention but she wrote that off as preposterous ideas. This was her battle armor, created by Hephestus himself.

However the one person she never was able to speak to on the matter was a certain taciturn, brooding loner with pointy ears. The schism between Batman and Bruce Wayne seemed unreal. Being Bruce Wayne didn't bring any sense of normalcy or peace to his life and in fact, only brought him more turmoil. Superman had spoken of Bruce's encounters with meeting a compatible woman, only to have it end tragically or end with Batman taking Bruce Wayne's place during the night. To her, it seemed it would be easier to simply be Batman almost all the time (which he was anyway) and to even arrange a fake death for Bruce Wayne rather than continue being him. It was an enigma to Diana, one that kept her thinking of Batman often and what it would be like if she led a double life.

So she went to find out and indulged in one of her favorite pleasures she discovered in man's world: shopping.