Diana and Bruce are sitting in the monitor room of the Watchtower. Occasionally, she glances over at him, and watches him work, and he feels her looking at him. He sees the longing in her eyes and swallows a lump. Also, he can feel the tension in the room, and thinks about a possible relationship with her when he hears her voice.

"Bruce?.." She begins as he turns to face her. "Are you gay?"

"What? Of course not...why do you ask..." he was interrupted by an amazon with fire in her eyes.

"Fine! Then we are going dancing, having dinner, and then get laid...ok?" She grabbed him by his cape.

"Diana...no we can't..my reasons..." Bruce begins.

"Oh no, you listen to me. I am so sick and tired of that lame logic of yours. I am not asking you. I am telling you. We are going to a club, fancy restaurant and we are going back your place where you are going to make sweet and tender love to me." Diana tells him.

"But.." Bruce begins.

"All I want is one date, Bruce. Please." Diana says, "I care about you and I know you feel the same way and not as a valuable team member and friend."

Bruce looks in her eyes and noticed there is love and a bit of sadness in there, and he sighs. "Are you free tonight?"

"Hera...I didn't mean right away... I was thinking of Friday night." Diana said.

"Why Friday?" He asked.

"You made me wait for two years..Surely, you can wait for two days." She said with a smirk. She leans forward and kissed him with a small amount of passion in it, to make Bruce craved more. "See you Friday night, Bruce"