CHAPTER 5
Danielle met her father at the Café at the designated time. Just like before, he was there before her. He was really giving an effort to become close to her. "Hi, Dad!"
"There you are, Danielle," Oswald said with a smile on his face. "Just on time."
Danielle sat across the table from her father. "And you're early as usual."
"What can I say," Oswald replied. "I'm anxious about getting to know a little about your life as of late.
Danielle had been debating about telling him about her boyfriend through the night. She supposed that now was the time to put her trust to the test. "Well, you know I own a bar in New Gotham. I have a boy friend now."
"Really?" Oswald said with a smiled.
"His name is Gibson. He owned the bar before I arrived. He just recently moved back to New Gotham, and that's how we met."
"Interesting. I would love to meet him someday, when you feel that you can trust me enough to do so."
"How about in three hours from now, if everything is alright with Gibson that is. I have to give you the chance to earn my trust somehow."
"That would be great! My daughter has grown up so fast. Where has the time gone?"
* * * *
Dinah found Barbara on the platform like always. Since Danielle's father had returned to New Gotham, Barbara had stayed on the platform listening to the bug intensely. Dinah would swear that Barbara was sleeping in her wheelchair on the platform. "Still listening to what the bug has picked up?"
"Yes, I found something rather peculiar. There is a period of time where it picked up nothing but static. It started up precisely as Danielle entered the café. If you ask me, the timing is very suspicious. If there was a flaw with the bug, which there could always be, the timing would be highly erratic. The odd of it starting up exactly as Danielle entered the café by accident is about one and a million."
"So you think Mr. Cobble pot is not shooting straight with Danielle?"
"He's definitely up to something, but what, I have no clue. You and Helena better keep a very close eye on him."
"I'll let Helena know what's up," Dinah replied.
Dinah made her way to the front door as Barbara continued with her work. "What are you up to, Penguin?"
* * * *
Danielle went do to the lower level of the bar, to Gibson's apartment. Just like the last time, he was there ready to open up the wooden gate for her as soon as the elevator came to a stop and Danielle slid up the metal door. "You are going to run yourself ragged if you don't get some sleep!" Gibson said with a smile. "You work until five in the morning and now you are here and it's only noon time. With you living approximately 24.5 miles, traveling here at about 45 miles per hour, and taking in the count about an hour for the average person to shower, dress, straighten up, and then walk out the door…"
"I understand, Gibson!" Danielle laughed as she raised her right hand to stop him with his super calculation by his super mind. "Yes, I should sleep more, but how can I when my father is back."
"So, it sounds like you are excited about him being here now. Last night, you were suspicious about his return."
"He seems to be serious about going straight and wanting to get to know me. In fact, today, I told him about you."
"You did?"
"Yes. I am becoming more confident that he is sincere about this. In fact, I want you to come and meet him. He is interested in meeting you."
"You don't say," Gibson replied. "I would be glad to meet your father."
"You are so good to me," Danielle said, kissing him on his forehead.
* * * *
It was three in the afternoon when Danielle and Gibson arrived to the café. Danielle's father was already sitting at a booth. "Father, I would like you to meet Gibson, my boyfriend."
"Ah, Gibson. It's great to meet you!" Oswald stood up and reached out to shake his hand. Without anyone seeing, he placed the bug that was originally planted on him onto Gibson's sleeve. Oswald smiled as he shook Gibson's hand.
Danielle met her father at the Café at the designated time. Just like before, he was there before her. He was really giving an effort to become close to her. "Hi, Dad!"
"There you are, Danielle," Oswald said with a smile on his face. "Just on time."
Danielle sat across the table from her father. "And you're early as usual."
"What can I say," Oswald replied. "I'm anxious about getting to know a little about your life as of late.
Danielle had been debating about telling him about her boyfriend through the night. She supposed that now was the time to put her trust to the test. "Well, you know I own a bar in New Gotham. I have a boy friend now."
"Really?" Oswald said with a smiled.
"His name is Gibson. He owned the bar before I arrived. He just recently moved back to New Gotham, and that's how we met."
"Interesting. I would love to meet him someday, when you feel that you can trust me enough to do so."
"How about in three hours from now, if everything is alright with Gibson that is. I have to give you the chance to earn my trust somehow."
"That would be great! My daughter has grown up so fast. Where has the time gone?"
* * * *
Dinah found Barbara on the platform like always. Since Danielle's father had returned to New Gotham, Barbara had stayed on the platform listening to the bug intensely. Dinah would swear that Barbara was sleeping in her wheelchair on the platform. "Still listening to what the bug has picked up?"
"Yes, I found something rather peculiar. There is a period of time where it picked up nothing but static. It started up precisely as Danielle entered the café. If you ask me, the timing is very suspicious. If there was a flaw with the bug, which there could always be, the timing would be highly erratic. The odd of it starting up exactly as Danielle entered the café by accident is about one and a million."
"So you think Mr. Cobble pot is not shooting straight with Danielle?"
"He's definitely up to something, but what, I have no clue. You and Helena better keep a very close eye on him."
"I'll let Helena know what's up," Dinah replied.
Dinah made her way to the front door as Barbara continued with her work. "What are you up to, Penguin?"
* * * *
Danielle went do to the lower level of the bar, to Gibson's apartment. Just like the last time, he was there ready to open up the wooden gate for her as soon as the elevator came to a stop and Danielle slid up the metal door. "You are going to run yourself ragged if you don't get some sleep!" Gibson said with a smile. "You work until five in the morning and now you are here and it's only noon time. With you living approximately 24.5 miles, traveling here at about 45 miles per hour, and taking in the count about an hour for the average person to shower, dress, straighten up, and then walk out the door…"
"I understand, Gibson!" Danielle laughed as she raised her right hand to stop him with his super calculation by his super mind. "Yes, I should sleep more, but how can I when my father is back."
"So, it sounds like you are excited about him being here now. Last night, you were suspicious about his return."
"He seems to be serious about going straight and wanting to get to know me. In fact, today, I told him about you."
"You did?"
"Yes. I am becoming more confident that he is sincere about this. In fact, I want you to come and meet him. He is interested in meeting you."
"You don't say," Gibson replied. "I would be glad to meet your father."
"You are so good to me," Danielle said, kissing him on his forehead.
* * * *
It was three in the afternoon when Danielle and Gibson arrived to the café. Danielle's father was already sitting at a booth. "Father, I would like you to meet Gibson, my boyfriend."
"Ah, Gibson. It's great to meet you!" Oswald stood up and reached out to shake his hand. Without anyone seeing, he placed the bug that was originally planted on him onto Gibson's sleeve. Oswald smiled as he shook Gibson's hand.
