The first thought that entered Callie's mind when she saw Bruce Wayne in person was, So this is why women are crazy about him. He was tall, dark blonde hair slicked back from his face, chiseled facial features, and piercing blue eyes. He wore charcoal gray slacks, and a long sleeved white button down shirt. A blue and charcoal tie brought out his eyes. Ruggedly handsome, yes, those were good descriptive words, she thought numbly. Callie blinked and came back to herself. She moved forward to shake his hand.

As soon as she walked into the room Bruce was speechless. The woman in front of him was absolutely breathtaking. She stood just a few inches shorter than his height of 6'2', putting her at about 5'10". Long, straight, ebony hair went just a few inches past her shoulders, and a fringe of bangs were cut just above her eyebrows, drawing attention to her large gray eyes, high cheekbones, small straight nose, and lush mouth. The gray pantsuit, which just matched her eyes drew attention to her full breasts, small waist, and curving hips. He watched as she strode to him, her incredibly long legs getting her there quickly.

"Mr. Wayne, it's a pleasure to meet you." she said in her husky voice, and grasped his hand firmly. Her eyes widened slightly at the tingle that went through her as their flesh touched.

Bruce saw the startled look in her eyes, and filed that away for later consideration. "The pleasure is all mine Ms. Hughes. Please have a seat." He gestured to the chair across from his desk, and they both took their seats. "Would you like a drink?"

"Oh no, I'm fine. Thank you anyway."

He leaned back and looked at her. "So what can I help you with then Ms. Hughes?"

"Well Mr. Wayne. I'm not sure if you're aware but I represent Hughes Labs."

"Yes, as I understand it Hughes is one of the top genetics and research labs in Gotham."

A small gleam entered her eyes, "Actually, we're THE top lab for genetics and research. Currently we're working on several projects that will be of tremendous importance to the world. Which brings me to the purpose of our meeting." Callie opened the folder she'd brought in with her, and passed a sheet of paper into Bruce's hands. "The largest project that we're currently working on is a study on psychotropic drugs and their long-term effects. We're researching the effects had on offspring born to users of these drugs, and possible ways to treat and cure these problems."

Bruce steepled his fingers onto his desk, and leaned back into his chair again. It was fascinating watching the way her eyes lit up as she talked about her work.

"Which brings me to why I'm here." She took a deep breath and continued. "It came to our attention after the tragedy last year , where the psychotropic drug they're calling Blue3lotus, that the antidote, which they're calling Lotus-Killer is solely in the hands of Wayne Enterprises."

Bruce moved forward into his chair, his eyes narrowing slightly. "That's correct. One of our scientists helped formulate the antidote, so the rights to it became ours."

"Understandable, of course. Basically Mr. Wayne, Hughes Labs would like to buy the right to research Lotus-Killer to see if it would be of any help to those that still suffer from the different maladies of drug use." Callie passed over a larger packet of documents.

"I see, well, I can certainly assure you that we'll give this matter serious thought. Unfortunately, I wouldn't be able to give you an answer today."

Callie stood, a confident smile on her lips, "I certainly understand Mr. Wayne. Those are all of the documents for the proposal, I'm sure you'll have your attorneys review them. All of my contact information, as well as my hotel information is in there as well." Once again she shook his hand as he stood, and once again she was startled that the same tingling was there when bare flesh met.

"I'll walk you out." he said with a smile.

"Thank you."

"So you're staying in a hotel? I was under the impression you lived in Gotham." he said as he led her out the office into the foyer.

"Actually, I've been working overseas ever since the accident which took my parents lives." she said with a sad half smile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." he said softly.

Soft dove eyes met electric blue. "How could you have? If I recall, you weren't here at the time. I thank you for your time Mr. Wayne. Please let me know if you need any further information, and I hope to hear from you soon."

Bruce watched the intriguing woman walk quickly away. She had an innate grace, and she slipped into the vehicle that the driver had opened for her. He didn't shut the door until the car was out of sight.