The Batmobile rumbled down the grassy outskirts of Gotham City. Batman drove 'the car' down to a wall of rocks and parked.
"Uh...?" Catwoman began.
Batman turned to her and smirked.
He stomped on the gas, the car thundered forward toward the rock wall.
"WHAT ARE YOU-!?" Catwoman shouted.
The Batmobile passed harmlessly through the rock wall, a large hallway materialized behind it.
Catwoman punched his shoulder. He felt the knuckle pads on her gloves embed into his shoulder slightly, the impact being softened by the suit.
"I see your hand feels better."
"Not fucking funny." she growled.
"It's a hologram."
"Oh joy."
The car thundered down the large hall and onto a beam with railings. It slowed onto a platform then stopped. The platform the spun the vehicle a hundred, eighty degrees, and stopped.
Batman opened the driver's hatch, and got out. He walked around the front of the vehicle, past the ram on the front, and approached the passenger side.
He pressed a button on his gauntlet.
Batman held out his hand.
"Mmm. Such a gentleman." Catwoman purred as she put ger hand in his, disembarking the ostentatious, vehicle.
"No..but I try."
"You keep saying..." Catwoman stopped and looked around, "Wow. Nice bachelor pad."
"It's not a bachelor pad." Bruce told her while pulling back his mask.
She let go of his hand, pulled back her own cowl, pulled out her hair, and grabbed Bruce's gloved hand.
Bruce guided her to the computer so she could see the whole lair.
"Don't tell me. You call it the 'Bat- Computer'"
Bruce glared at her.
Selina turned around and looked around again. She put a finger and thumb on her chin.
"Looks like you can keep your car."
Bruce chuckled.
"You still haven't told me which car. I own several."
"Why is he furry?" Selina asked, ignoring Bruce's inquiry, pointing a clawed digit at the dinosaur display.
There stood a twenty foot tall, fourty foot long, fully restored tyrannosaurus rex. It sported this strange, brown and white hair across it's entire body. The mouth was slightly agape, showcasing it's banana-sized teeth.
"Six years ago, Joker stole a fully authentic restoration from the paleontology exhibit at the Gotham Museum. I still don't know how he did it. Either way, he hollowed it out and replaced the insides with a robot endoskeleton."
"Mmm-hmmm?"
"He tried making it fight me."
"Mmm-hmmm?"
"The robot lost. I tried returning it to the museum, but they insisted I kept it."
"I take it they didn't expect you to say yes."
"Nope."
"Okay, but why is he furry? I'm more of an archeology girl myself, but aren't they lizards? 'Dinosaur' means 'terrible lizard'."
"When they were first discovered, yes, but over time, these kinds if things change."
"Skin impressions?"
"Yeah."
"Interesting...so what about the penny? Harv?"
"Yeah. He managed to capture me and strap me to it."
"He tried flipped it, didn't he?" Selina chuckled.
"Yeah."
"So who let you keep it?"
"Gordon."
Selina directed her attention toward a showcase. It had a golden sign over it with the phrase ' Rogues Gallery'
"Oooh. Kitty's curious." she purred, walking to a railing and descending a short staircase. Bruce followed.
The first one had a mannequin in it wearing a purple suit with a green suit vest and yellow dress shirt, purple suit pants, and black smart shoes. Below it was the metal label 'The Joker'.
Selina took a step to the next one.
The next one had another mannequin this one sported a green bowler hat with a purple band, a purple domino mask, a dark green suit jacket with a black dress shirt and grey tie, matching green suit pants, and purple dress shoes. Sticking out of the floor was a purple cane shaped like a long question mark.
She spotted the one next to The Riddler's nameplate that read 'Catwoman'
She walked over to it.
She gasped
The mannequin inside had a more feminine physique. than the others. It had a purple cowl with black hair coming out the back, a purple dress with exposed cleavage and a green collar, a green cape, short black boots with heels, and purple gloves with pink claws.
"That was..."
"When you robbed the boat."
She turned to him and gave him a warm smile.
"...when we first met."
She reached her hand out to him. Bruce grabbed it and stood next to her.
"It was so impractical," Selina began, "I constantly got cuts on my legs... the ends of the skirt kept getting grabbed by my opponents...ugh and the cape. Hiss."
"I resent that." Bruce teased.
She turned her head to him.
"Oh bite me."
Bruce glared, then lunged at her ear.
"Not literally!" she laughed.
She shoved him off.
Bruce smirked at her.
She looked at the mannequin, then back at him.
Bruce's smirk disappeared. He readjusted his right gauntlet.
"Bruce...I.. you showing me all this... it's not just a 'secret lair', is it?"
Bruce looked at his boots.
"I... I try to tell myself it is."
She walked up to him and hugged him, resting her head on his shoulder.
"You're sweet."
He put a hand on her head and another on her back.
"No, but I-"
They both heard a cough.