It took him awhile to find who he was looking for at this costume party, but eventually he saw her coming down the stairs and into the ballroom. Bruce felt his breath hitch. She always looked beautiful, but Selina was looking especially beautiful tonight.
And he couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw she wasn't wearing a mask, either.
They stood on the dancefloor, face to face, exchanging apologies for the previous night, before making plans to get away; to take off their costumes and throw away the masks. Apparently they were both tired of it for various reasons.
Then, he asked one question.
"Why did you come here tonight?"
Selina smiled.
"You first," she responded.
"To see you," Bruce told her.
Her smile faltered slightly.
"That's lovely," she said. "And I wish I could say the same, but I came for Max."
Bruce was confused at first, but then he chuckled to himself at the idea.
"What – you mean, you and Max-?"
Selina burst out into hysterical laughter, and Bruce let out a sigh of relief to know that it wasn't true. Honestly, Selina and Max? Selina seemed to absolutely despise him. It just wouldn't fit.
"No," she said firmly after her laughter died. "This and Max..."
When Bruce saw the pistol in her hand, he panicked and tried to take it out of her hands, all while she tried to justify her plans to him. And she was right, in her own way, but she wasn't right about the way to deal with it.
"I know you have problems with your boss, but who do you think you are?" He demanded. To his surprise, he thought he saw tears spring out of the corner of her eyes.
"I don't…know anymore, Bruce," she managed to say. Then, she laughed again. Selina unsettled him, but he still cared about her. And he decided he would help her through this.
He kissed her.
