The Dork Knight

Vash checked his watch. She was late... or was she? It was awfully hard to see through the rubber mask.

How had Meryl talked him into this? "You need to get out more now that Knives is healing," she'd said. "There's a masquerade party Friday night. Meet me there."

And then she'd picked out... this. A relic of some old earth film that Vash vaguely remembered Rem showing him on the ship.

Vash heard a purr behind him and turned to see a very short Catwoman dressed in tight... black... leather. "Ready to go, Batman?"

The night was looking up.