Lenorah stared at herself in the mirror. It was an attempt to control herself before she killed both Mrs. Furin and the fashion designer. Not that what she was wearing was so bad - it was rather nice actually. It was just what they wanted her to do for this damn fund raiser. She was having a bit of a hard time wrapping her brain around what they had decided to do.

"Oh ... Franco, you've outdone yourself." Margorie fluttered in the background.

"I couldn't resist when I knew who I would be working with. One can't let a chance to work with such a body go to waste." The man was just a little too smug. "I never thought I would get to work with Busty Grim in any way."

"And you got more Zorellie dancers talked into this?" Lenorah wondered aloud.

"Oh yes dear. I would have gotten in touch with you, but you had that emergency in Metropolis and it was no trouble at all for me to go down and meet with the ladies. Mama Zee was so nice and actually excited to be able to help." Margorie smiled up at her. "And Franco at least was pleased to work with the girls."

"One gets tired of the same little stick figures all the time. Give me a woman with real curves. And you have those in abundance Miss Sorris." He held up the rest of her costume. "Now, let's slip this on and complete the look. Once I know it fits I'll have you test the taking off part."

"And there will be a mask for me right?"

Franco smiled, though it wasn't a look Lenorah was sure she trusted. "But of course. I remember the times I saw you perform. I wouldn't forget the most important part of your costume fair lady."

She still couldn't believe this was what they had decided on. Obviously there were hidden depths to the older matrons of Gotham. Depths that led them to choose a lingerie show strip tease for the fashion element of the evening. With regular models going around in simple black frocks showing off other jewelry and taking donations while Zorellie girls were up on stage showing off the clothes put together specifically for the event.

If this didn't draw in the little cat bitch, Lenorah wasn't sure what would. And it fit nicely with her other idea that was now in Bruce's court. She just had to make it through this fitting and the prospects of working the stage again for the event. It had been a while now since her last show as a dancer. Not that one ever forgot, but still.

"What I don't believe is that you hid this from us young lady. I can't tell you how long we've been searching for someone like you." Margorie popped a chocolate into her mouth with an evil little grin. "We get so tired of the same old thing all the time. And now we've you in to spice up the mix. Alexis was beside herself with joy when she found out what Franco wanted to do."

"I feel like I've fallen into the Twilight Zone."

The two evil people in the room laughed at her and continued in their little mad caper. Lenorah wasn't sure she would actually survive what they had planned. It would be worth it if Bruce came through and cemented the deal that would have the cat on their doorstep for certain. As if he sensed her thinking about him, her phone started to ring. Margorie let out a little squeal when she noticed who came up on caller ID.

"It's Bruce dear, shall I answer it?"

Lenorah sighed. "Go ahead."

"Lenorah's phone ... No, she's here, just in the middle of a fitting for our fashion show. We've convinced her to get up on stage Mr. Wayne ... of course, just a moment." Margorie made her way towards the platform. "You can spare her a moment can't you Franco?"

Lenorah snatched the phone up before the designer could respond. "Please tell me you have good news."

"Very good news. Though it sounds as though you're in the middle of something interesting."

"I will find you and hurt you."

He laughed. "Calm down. They're willing to assist us - both in terms of the fund raiser and the rope-a-dope you've talked me into."

"Yes!" She did a little happy dance on the platform, to Franco's immediate dismay. "They actually wanted to help with the fund raiser? I ... you are amazing."

"Yes, yes I am."

"Egotistical ass."

"And you wouldn't want me any other way. Now, I have to get back to work. Try not to impale yourself on too many pins."

Lenorah tossed Margorie her phone to hold again. "We have the Royal Jewelers coming to assist with the fund raiser."

Franco had no problem with happy dances then. Though he did make the both of them get back to the task at hand after a few minutes celebration.

For the first time in a long time, things were looking up.

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It was there on the front page of the society section. The goal of a lifetime - the ultimate heist from the best venue she could ever hope for. Not only could she score something as grand as a collection from Royal Jewelers, but to do so from under the nose of that bitch that had thwarted her before. Possibly even from under Batman's nose as well.

She had to decide if she wanted to find someone to take her to the event. And soon. It was only in a couple of weeks. The paper trembled in her grasp, she was that excited about what she could accomplish with this one. And she would be able to rub it in every rich nose she possibly could.

Her hand pulled away to reveal a handsome male face. While it certainly wasn't Bruce Wayne, it was close enough to be worthwhile. And she was sure this one was easier to flatter and seduce with a heavy dose of the charms she had spent so long cultivating.

Selina smiled as she moved towards her closet. They wouldn't know what had happened until well after she was gone.

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Gotham Globe

What's Happening Gotham - with Stacey Munroe

Hello Gotham! I'm back - and can I just take a moment to say how much I've missed this great city of ours? Really. The rest of the world can have their Metropolises and Hollywoods - give me Gotham any time. And this time I'm here to stay. No more running off after crazy things for this girl.

And what better news to come back to than the rumors that Gotham's number one bachelor isn't quite so anymore. Can it be that our very own local prince has finally found his princess? I admit I don't know a great deal yet about this Miss Sorris, but I will be the first to say that she looks damn good on the arm of Mr. Wayne. So good that I wonder these two hadn't found each other before this. Just where were you hiding yourself before Miss Sorris?

I hope I'll get to see them and some other well loved faces of Gotham society at next week's benefit. Not only is this fund raiser for a great cause, but it sounds like a lot of fun. Fashion and jewels and a night out on the town.

Oh Gotham, how I've missed you!

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AN: Just a quick little one here to get a few things moving. =)