Bruce closed the door behind Duke, Selina was standing behind him.

Bruce took a deep breath and turned to Selina.

"Hey, so what did you want to show me?" Bruce asked.

Selina bit her lip. "I... I want to show my... well I guess my own secret lair."

Bruce clenched his jaw. "I don't want to see all the things you've stolen over the years."

"I figured, but... there's a special meaning to these particular trinkets."

Bruce crossed his arms and stared.

"...Please? It would mean a lot to me!" Selina cooed, batting her lashes.

Bruce grabbed his forehead. He wanted to contemplate his course of action, yes, but the way Selina batted her lashes at him started to make him blush. He finally put down his hand and cleared his throat.

"Okay look, if it means that much to you fine, but it's gonna wait until after patrol." He told her after checking his watch.

Selina crossed her own arms. "Are you serious?"

"Yes. I'm Batman." Bruce pointed out.

Selina raised an eyebrow.

Bruce scowled, forgetting again that those kinds of intimation tactics only challenged her.

Selina gave him the naughty grin and took a step forward.

"Selina." he warned.

"What is it, pumpkin?" she purred in Catwoman's rough, sultry voice.

Bruce raised his eyebrows, thinking of a means of his escape from Catwoman's trap.

"Alfred!" he called.

Alfred poked his head from the dining room. "Yes, Master Bruce?"

"I'm heading out. Could you prepare my suit while a hop in the shower?"

"Of course, sir."

Bruce started toward the the stairs across the room.

"You're forgetting something." Selina chirped.

Bruce stopped, turned back, and walked back up to Selina. He then took her chin and kissed her.

"I love you, kitten."

"Oh just hurry up!"

Bruce walked back to the stairs, scaled them hurriedly, and took a right, out of Selina's view.

Selina looked to her left to see Alfred standing there, looking completely stunned.

Selina cocked her head at him. "Uh... you okay Alfred?"

"Fine, thank you... it's just that... I've never seen him treat anyone like that, Miss."

Selina smirked. "What, he's never had a girlfriend before?"

"He has, but I believe no woman has frustrated him as you have, Ms. Kyle." Alfred told her smiling.

"Really? Rreeoowwl."

"Ahem, not what I meant," Alfred asserted, then continued again warmly, "I meant that... well from the very beginning you had his attention... perhaps even his affection. He always had faith, no matter how far you fell into the abyss, that deep down, you were a good person who was simply too angry at the world."

Selina looked at the floor. "...Maybe..." she pondered. Selina then looked back at Alfred. "Thanks Alfred."

"Any time."Alfred said proudly. He then bowed and started toward the study.

Selina turned to the door and paused, thinking about what Alfred said.

Angry at the world.

That doesn't sound like her. It definitely sounded like Bruce, but not her...

Right?