Chapter 3 (Dates!)

So the next night… "Oh Alfred, I'm going to need a ride…"

"Oh?" Asked Alfred a sly look in his eye.

"The same café, I already asked Selina to meet me."

"You two really hit it off?"

"Well… I'd like to get to know her better, besides, she still has my jacket", Bruce laughed, enjoying her trick.

"Whatever you say sir, I'll get the car…"

So Bruce and Selina met once again at the quaint café. She returned his jacket thanking him once again. They continued talking until…

"So, I'm sure you know my story, what's yours? Where's your Family?"

Suddenly Selina froze, a sad whoozy look came over her eyes, her lips trembled, her body shook ever so slightly, her hand flew up to her heart, "My family…" She managed to say, "I was abandoned at an orphanige."

"Oh.", Bruce stayed quiet. After a bit of silence Bruce finally asked, "You know Selina, I hear that they have a good show playing at the opera house… Would you like to go?"

"Oh Bruce, I'd love to…" A wide smile spread across Selina's face.

"Great", Grinned Bruce, "It's only 3 blocks from here, think you could walk?"

"No, I know I can", Selina smiled a pretty smile. And so they walked together, hand-in-hand to the opera house. For a while they watched in silence, sneaking glances at each other during the exciting parts. But weakness overcame Selina, and she fell into a deep, silent, peaceful slumber on Bruce's shoulder.

Finally, the opera ended, "Selina? Selina wake up."

"Hmm?" Selina asked, in a tone mimicking purring, "What happened?"

Bruce couldn't stop himself, he reached out and tucked a stray of hair behind her ear, it seemed so natural, "You fell asleep." A look of confusion crossed her face, she opened her mouth then closed it. "Common, I'll walk you home." It was a quiet, but nice walk.

Finally they reached her apartment, Selina took Bruce's hand and pulled him into her apartment, "I want to introduce you too my kitties…Stay here." Selina ran ahead and shut her closet door, then came back for Bruce, she sat, tiredly, on her bed. She pointed to Kitten's and rattled off their names, "That's Mr. Squeakers, that's Fluffy, that fat kitty over there is Lancelot, and that's Furry Face." Mr Squeakers, true to his name, came over and litter-ly squeaked at Bruce.

"Hey there Mr Squeakers."

"Bruce, I want to tell, you I really did have a nice time tonight…"

"Even during the parts that you slept through?"

"How could I resist such a compy pillow sitting right next to me?" She bopped him playfully on the head with her own pillow. Mr Squeakers squeaked enviously at Bruce.

"Don't worry Mr. Squeakers, I'm going… I'll call you tomorrow Selina ok?"

"Great I'll look forward to it", she kissed him lightly on the cheek, "Good night."