Hey guys! Heres another Burlesque one shot! It only features Kaldur and Artemis in passing, so I haven't changed the characters but sorry if you're dissapointed. If I have any more chapters that are longer then a one-shot i will change the characters.

Pairing: DickXBabs

Without further ado, the story!

Dick watched the audience as Artemis danced on stage. That was all he was really interested in; the audience. Not the show itself, but the reactions people had to it. He straightened his grey news cap and turned his head toward the bar. Kaldur was leaning on the bar, still missing his bowler hat, with a towel thrown over one shoulder. Dick really enjoyed watching Kaldur's reactions; especially when they had first started working there and now every time Artemis was on stage. The way Kaldur smiled up at the stage then tried to turn away fascinated Dick. He already knew what was happening, obviously. It was plain to the naked eye, no detective work involved.

Artemis dipped down and swung her hips. Kaldur's cheeks flushed a deep crimson and Dick laughed into his tattooed arms. His arms were crossed in front of him on the top of the ticket stand. His black dress shirt had the collar popped; his red tie was loose around his neck. The wall of glass in front of him was smudged with the residue of one to many hands; the amber lights above him in his booth flickered slightly, and Dick knew he was going to have to talk to Roy about it later. He took his eyes off of his co-workers and leaned his head on the back of his chair. Dick took his hat off with one hand and ran the other over his black hair and down onto his face. He sighed quietly while rubbing his eyes before hearing the tell-tale click of heels on the wooden stairs. The girl stopped while still in the shadows of the stairs; Dick could see a faint outline of her face which became clearer as she descended. The girl that came down had burgundy hair and blue eyes that were shadowed in a faint purple shade of makeup. She wore a black sweetheart dress that hugged every curve the slim girl had. The dress stopped just above her knees and her heels added a good two inches, making her about an inch or so shorter then Dick. Dick blushed slightly and was glad the girl hadn't noticed his presence yet.

"We may not have windows but we have the best view in Gotham Strip." She jerked toward him with a hand on her chest.

"Jesus. You have a habit of scaring people out of their minds?"

"I usually scare them half to death so this is a slight disappointment." The girl chuckled as he smirked.

"Well what's your name mister terrifying?" Dick cackled.

"Please. If you're gonna call me Mister anything, call me Mister J." She cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Mister J?"

"Or Dick will suffice." She smiled at him genuinely before smirking.

"Well that seems fitting at a strip club."

"Strip club?! I should wash your mouth out with tequila! And I've gotten better quips then that." She laughed again before looking at him.

"Well I'm Barbara."

"Nice to meet you, Barbara." Dick suddenly noticed how a small line of people had formed behind her. "Twenty bucks." Seeing her look of hesitation he smiled. "C'mon; for the best view in the strip? Twenty bucks is nothing!" She smiled and looked him dead in the eye.

"Can't argue with the best view part." She looked him up and down and Dick blushed slightly before fidgeting in his seat and taking the twenty dollar bill she handed him. He coughed as she smiled at him.

"Enjoy the show."

"I already know it won't be as good as the one over here." Dick smiled and regained his troublemaker self. He smiled at her, suggestively.

"You should come back and keep me company then. If you leave, I don't get any show." This time he saw the blush rise to Barbara's face. He smiled at her. She smiled back, the adorable blush still on her cheeks.

"I might take you up on that Dick."

"Can't wait, Babs." She raised her eyebrows and walked away smirking. He watched her go for a few seconds before remembering the other customers. Dick saw annoyance on some of the people and amusement on others. He also saw Kaldur smiling at him a little while later. Kaldur gestured to where Barbara was sitting and flicked his finger between her and Dick. Dick smiled and shrugged looking down at his table. Kaldur smiled at him again and when he looked up and Dick smiled back. He caught Barbara's blue eyes with his own more than once throughout the first half of the show and she usually did one of two things; either smiled at him and looked away blushing, or smirked at him and made funny hand gestures. During intermission she came over and stood by the ticket stand, making conversation with him when there weren't any customers. Dick discovered she was a lot like he was when she asked him a simple question.

"So is something going on between the blonde dancer and that bartender?" She pointed at Kaldur, and gestured to Artemis when she came back on stage. Dick looked at her wide eyed and Barbara smirked at him. "I'm not as dumb as I look. And besides, it's obvious! No detective work involved."

"It's like we were trained by the same people." Dick mumbled to himself.

"What?" Barbara asked.

"Nothing. You've got good eyes. And yes, those two are currently dating."

"Thought so." She muttered. Intermission ended but Barbara didn't move. She kept shifting the weight on her legs and leaning against the wall but she made no movement to sit down. Dick became slightly worried. Her feet must be killing her. He thought to himself. He stood quietly and opened the back of the ticket stand, propping it open with a padded chair.

"If you're not going to go and sit back down, you can sit here. Your feet look like they hurt." Barbara jerked out of a reverie and followed him behind the ticket stand. She smiled at him and put a hand on his arm.

"Thanks Dick." He smiled back and covered her hand.

"No problem Babs." She still didn't comment on the nickname, simply sat down and started a new conversation. They were both laughing through ninety percent of their conversations but during that ten percent Dick managed to get Barbara's number. Eventually, she did go back to see the show and Dick closed the ticket stand. Around midnight she came back and knocked on the back door. She hugged him tightly and told him to text her sometime that week. He smiled and nodded promising he would. After she had gone and he and Kaldur were closing up, Kaldur smiled at him a lot. Dick always smiled back. He couldn't seem to get the smile off of his face. It slipped off however when he fell asleep in the cab on his way home. All in all though, he smiled a lot more that night then he had in a while. He rubbed his cheeks when he got home; despite the slight pain, he still slept with a smile on his face. On his bedside table his phone was on to a text he received minutes before falling asleep.

Are you free Saturday? Want to have coffee?

Yes.