"Welcome, Mr. Coleman and Miss Dawes. It's been a long time since I haven't seen you," Alfred said giving me a kind smile. I loved Alfred when I was little. He was a father figure to me than my own dad. Besides the fact that he is sarcastic sometimes. I let go of Ben's elbow to give Alfred a tight hug.

"So nice to see you're alive!" I winked.

"Blood damn well be," I laughed lightly and was brought to another room with a crowd of at least 20 people conversing in low voices. All were holding champagne glasses that had rings adorned on their fingers. Diamond twinkled and winked every time the person moved or laugh.

It was almost like watching animal kingdom coming together.

"Good evening," A young woman smiled brightly at us. Ben swallowed his champagne quickly, gluing his eyes on her chest. I nudged him in the side, giving a smile back. She was beautiful. Streaks of blonde brown hair had framed her delicate face.

Her green eyes were caked with black eyeliner; her lips were so red, it looked like it was bleeding. I scanned her entire body. She was 5'7 , a bit shorter than me. Her beauty mark on her left cheek was fake, it was dotted with an eyeliner.

I looked at her fingers. They were soft, poised, and elegant. She was never a working girl, she was born into a privileged life. And it seems she had work done to her chest; I saw the faint scars that weren't so cleverly hidden by her strapless ruched dress.

It was a trick I was taught when Carlos was training me two years ago. To find out a person who they are just by looking at their appearance. I had gotten weird looks when I stare at them for a long time, especially on the subway trains.

"Evening," I nodded curtly to her.

"Who are you two? I've never seen you two attend Bruce's fundraiser before." She raised a tan arm to tuck back her hair. I did a quick glance at Ben. Still ogling her chest more than a kid at a candy store.

"I'm Rachel Dawes twin, Adrienne. This is my boyfriend, Ben."

"You two are a couple?" She raised a drawn eyebrow at us. "You too look more like best friends to me,"

"We get that a lot," Ben finally spoke. He wiped a drool hanging at the corner of his mouth. I did a surveillance around the room. No sign of Bruce anywhere. Alfred turned around just in time and I giggled at his irritated face. He didn't like being around these people. Neither do I, Alfred.

"I'm sorry. I'm Kathy." I shook her hand first followed by Ben.

"Are you a friend of Bruce?" I ask.

"I'm his girlfriend," She nodded. I masked my not-believing-it face with a wide smile.

"So you're her he's always mentioning!" She blinked a couple of times, her smile faltering.

"Excuse me?" She ask dumbfounded.

"You're his 35th girlfriend. I bet you, he offered a ride on his helicopter didn't he?"

"Yes," She said.

"Next thing you know, he's offering you a special glass of martini!" She gave me a look of confusion as to wondering how I knew this. Being a spy helps a lot.

"There you are! I've been looking for you," A silky voice said. Bruce Wayne appeared holding a martini glass with a smirk. His appearance hadn't changed at all. I wonder if his personality was still the same. Ben cleared his throat, not minding he was ignored.

"This is my special martini glass," He handed it to Kathy and she took it, sending me a look. I gave her a small smile, winking.

"Excuse me," She mumbled dispatching herself.

"Adrienne Dawes, fancy that." Bruce said looking at me up and down.

"Yea, fancy that," I mocked with feigned interest. He had grown into a dashingly handsome man. His brown hair was swept back giving me a full view of his brown eyes and smirk. No change at all.

"I haven't seen you since you broke my tooth," he grinned. He then looked at Ben.

"Who might this be,"

"Ben Coleman, her boyfriend," Ben shook his hand.

"Firm grip you got there, Coleman," Bruce said.

"I box," I snorted lightly at that lie.

"You two as a couple? How long have you been together?"

"Two years,"

"Six months,"

The two of us looked at each other. Bruce only smirked.

"Six months,"

"Two years,"

"Which one is it? Six months? Two years?" Bruce ask.

"Two years and six months," I quickly cover it up.

"I lost track because of this little lady," Ben laugh, pulling me closer. "I'll get us some champagne," I almost smacked my head at Ben. He was carrying champagne glasses already. Idiot…

"So Adrienne, you look beautiful tonight. I'm surprised you showed at the fundraiser,"

"I'm taking Rachel's place. She's got work stacked up against her," I look over at the bar. Ben was not there. I was finally here and close to Bruce to dig out information but why do I get a feeling of uneasiness? I couldn't read Bruce's appearance. He was hard to figure out. I had to dig a little deeper.

"Your girlfriend seems nice," I forced myself to say.

"She's not my girlfriend girlfriend," Ben shrugged casually.

"What do you mean?"

"Just like you with your boyfriend," He emphasize the word.

"Are you saying we're not a couple?" I challenged him.

"No, I mean, he's a nice fellow. But I don't think nice guys seem like your type,"

"Type?" I repeated. I didn't care where Ben had gone. I wanted Bruce to continue if he dared.

"You seem more like a….dangerous seeming type boyfriend guy type,"

"You really want another broken tooth," I shook my head, walking away. Ben appeared by my side, taking my elbow.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to go home," I declared.

"We can't leave now!" Ben said widening his eyes. "We just arrived. And you have a job to do,"

"And already I'm sick of Bruce's personality! It seems you can judge a book by it's cover!" I lifted my dress with a swish, leaving the room to the foyer.

"Leaving so soon, Adrienne?" Alfred called. He had came out of what I guess was the kitchen, carrying a tray of champagne glass. He offered me one. I gladly took it, gulping half down.

"How do you do it?" I ask, setting the glass back on the tray.

"Do what?" He ask.

"Handle Bruce's….personality like this…"

"Simple: I ignore it. I'll bring the car around."

"No, I got it," I kissed Alfred's cheek, bidding him good night.

"What about your boyfriend?"

"He's in a room full of single dimwitted women. Trust me, he'll be fine." Alfred disappeared into the room with a chuckle as I left. The valet guy immediately stood up, and I handed him the key. As I waited I heard the door open with footsteps behind me.

"You left me," Ben said glaring at me.

"You seem to be having a good time."

"No, I was not."

"With Katy."

"Kathy," he corrected.

"My point exactly."

"Did you find anything about Bruce?" He ask when the car arrived. I slid into the passenger side at the same time with Ben.

"No, I couldn't get a read. He seems to only have one emotion,"

"And what would that be?" Ben ask, pulling out of the pathway.

"Arrogance but at the same time, mysterious. If that makes sense," I took my heels off and sighed. The phone ring, but neither of us pick it up.

"Don't jump at once," I sarcastically said, taking the phone. It was Carlos.

"Yea?"

"Is Ben with you?"

"Define with me,"

"Gimme that," Ben snatched the phone and pressed it to his ears. I looked out the window, watching everything pass by like a blue. I started to think about what mom would say if she saw me now. She would scold and told me to find a job that actually pays. There were a few yeahs and uh huhs in the conversation.

"Alright, I'll tell her," Ben closed the phone and I looked at him.

"Tell me what?"

"We need to visit the Arkham Asylum," he replied, making a u-turn.

Author's Note: Hey everyone! Happy Sunday! I hope you all had a good weekend as I did. I was thinking of following the story plot with TDK but seeing how the movie is and how my story is, nah. :p