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"You never say a thing you know. I'm sure a mime would tell me more about himself than you could. Because in all my years of knowing you, you have yet to surprise me. You've rescued me, tried to arrest me, saved my cat and saved Gotham from being attacked from the most insane. So when I smell perfume on you, there are only three thoughts running through my head."

1)That better be the Joker's new poison to kill you
2)Your day job better be working for Calvin Klein
3)Nightwing better be a woman

You say nothing. " I would expect nothing less"

I turn around grabbing a pillow, throwing it at the chair. I start staring at the wall. Maybe it would offer more words of wisdom than the chair did.

"So what do I say to him now? Hello Bats, I would really love to continue this little game we have but I've just been informed that you have a lover and that robin is your love child. HA! Would I love to see the look on his face if I told him that. No, I need something less likely to give him an aneurysm. A Major heist? No, he would just send me to Arkham. Attack him? He is twice your size Selina, why don't you just take down a whole football team. Then what?

I don't know....

Ahhhhhhh. This is hopeless. I am talking to a wall. You offer no help wall. I look towards the clock. 4:16 AM. "What about you clock. You know anything.?"

"Tick"

"I mean I know Batman is no normal person."

"tick"

"I think I would have blown him off a long time ago if he was."

"tick"

"Do I even bring up the subject?"

"tick"

"I wonder what she looks like."

"tick"

"You're right. No use worrying." I look at the time again. 4:17 AM. "Will this day never end."

"Tick."

"Ditto."

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I look like crap. But then who wouldn't look it after talking to a chair, a wall, and a clock all last night. I wonder if that's how Joker got started. I run my hand through my hair and stare at myself through the office mirror.

I have a meeting with the museum's owners and two of their biggest donators. They want to congratulate me on my work. I rub my head in annoyance. That last thing I need is mindless chatter with businessmen when I could be sleeping or talking to inanimate objects.

I straighten out my hair one last time and put it into a bun before I go to the boardroom. I open the large doors and am immediately greeted by Mr. Jennings, aka my boss. I smile. (A part of me actually wanted to run and jump out the window but I didn't) Mr. Jennings leads me to the table and there I meet the other owner of the museum and 2 tired looking men in suits. One is Michael Lakes and the other Bruce Wayne(I think I've dated him once before). They both look like sad puppies trying to fall asleep without anybody noticing. Kind of pathetic in a way but I'll be damned if I'm going to be the only one awake here.

I cough and they both look up, staring momentarily at me before they give a huge smile. MEN. I roll my eyes a little and seat myself across from them. Maybe I could have some fun after all. Jenning's comes over and introduces us.

"So Miss. Kyle do you have any intention on furthering your career."

I laugh. "No...this project was enough for me. I think I'll be settling down a little before I start up again."

"Will someone be joining you."

"If your asking about a beau Mr. Lakes, I would have to say Yes"
At that point water shot out and was propelled onto my blouse. I stared at Wayne who blushed and wiped his mouth still holding the cup he was drinking out of. Most guys would have just done that to see my wet blouse cling to my skin but Wayne looked rather shocked. Does he think I can't get a man?

"Sorry Miss Kyle...I just figure that you would be single."

I pick up a napkin and wipe myself off a bit. "I was until yesterday."

" What happened?."

"Lets just say my clock told me it was time to meet someone new and stop waiting for tall dark and handsome to come around."

"So its not serious." Lakes quickly added.

"No. I don't expect it to be. I just want someone to be around, maybe have a fling or two with." At that note, Lakes pushed the papers aside and gave me a wink. I laughed. There is something about a millionaire giving me a wink that makes me want to steal every single item in his house just so I can see him cry.

I could tell Wayne was tense a bit by Lakes action. Now there is a genuine nice guy. I'm sure he doesn't have a lover. I smiled at him and he flased a smile back.
I blush a little when its been over a minute and he's still staring at me. I mean he is handsome and rich, but I could never see myself acting the part of some bimbo who doesn't know the difference between Afghanistan and Asparagus.

"So who is this tall, dark, and handsome."

"Oh....Some arrogant, stone-hearted, pompous headed jerk that wouldn't know what to do with a woman even if she offered herself to him on numerous occasions."

"Oh", Wayne said almost sadly. If I didn't know better, I would think I offended him.

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"So, we meet again. I could have sworn you had enough of the beating I gave you yesterday. NO, you say . Well I can change that. Prepare to die."

"Selina, if you keep kicking the computer it's never going to work."

"Bah."

"So word around the water cooler is that you have a beau."

I growled in anger. Sometimes I'm glad, I don't carry sharp objects with me because if I had one at the moment it would have been in Mark's thigh right about now.
"I don't need any man so why would I want one." I told him blankly.

"Oh really."

"Really."

"Then why did you tell Lakes and Wayne you did."

"The same reason I told you I was planning on plummeting to my death when you asked me out for dinner."

"Ouch....right in the heart."

I grinned.

"So there is absolutely no one you would ever even think about having a relationship with."

I paused for a moment. Of course there is, but he dresses up as a bat patrolling the city for criminals and now there is the possibility that he might have some other woman or one major secret about wearing women's things but I doubt the latter. I said none of this to Mark of course.

"No Mark...there is nobody"

"You paused."

"I what"

"You paused. Which means your lying. Which means there is someone....and from those angry green eyes I'm seeing...it looks like I'm right which means I about to get something thrown at me."

Mark ducked as the computer went flying over his head and crashed on the floor. I would have thrown him out the window but I don't kill. Severely beat to the point of death, yes, but never kill.

"SEL.....one of these days you really are going to hurt me. Besides, who cares if you got a soft spot for someone."

"I don't"

"DENIAL"

"Then by all means tell me who."

" I don't know but by the looks of it, its someone you can't have."

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So here I am. Stuck where I was last night. No diamonds, no money, no Bats. I could put on my cat suittake my diamonds, and live a long and happy life out on a cliff over looking the ocean. So what's stopping me. I don't know. The overwhelming fact that there won't be someone there to tell me its wrong, which I have seemed to have become accustomed to over time.

He might not even have a lover. If he did, he would never let me get that close. And if I confront him then I would be admitting that I need him.

Which I don't.

So what then. Simple, do the same thing he did to you, make him jealous.




:)~~~~to be continued. ~~~~(: