"Hi". Chloe said very qucikly. Suddenly she was aware of how clumsy she was.
"I'm sorry miss."
"No it's my fault." She said angry with herself for being so giddy infront of him. She was Chloe Sullivan she didn't get giddy espeacily over billioniare play boys. She had plenty experience with them and knew how to deal with his species or so she thought. She had butterflies in her stomach, her heart was raising, she was surpised that she was still standing.
No. She had to snap out of it she thought.
He looked at her, as if he recognized her. Chloe noticed this but didn't see how it was possible.
"Well, who ever fault it is, I'm still sorry. I'm Bruce Wayne."
He said giving her his hand to shake.
"I know who you are Mr. Wayne. I'm Chloe Sullivan."
She shook his hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you miss Sullivian. And please call me Bruce.'
"In that case Bruce, please call me Chloe." She said still shaking his hand feeling tingles shoot up from her finger tips to up her arm.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Chloe. If you excuse me."
"Yes, but first can I ask you a question? Being a reporter and all."
"Of course."
"Why are you here?"
"You didn't hear my annoucement this mourning?"
"I did. But why are you hear in the basement. I doubt someone of your status would be concerned with the obituaries."
"Oh is that what is done on this floor? I must be lost." He said very smoothly. A little too smooth. Chloe was intrigued. He was up to something. She had no problem with finding out what. That's what she did solve mysteries. Those mysteries usually turned out to be pretty good stories. In the process she would expose the bad and protect the good. It's what she did. She wondered which category this Bruce Wayne falled under.
"Well what floor are you looking for maybe I can help you?"
"Actually, how do you get out of here? I was just leaving for lunch."
Chloe gave him an amused suspicous look. Then she said,
"Well if you go in the elevator and press one you'll get the first floor and the entrance is right there. It's kind of hard to miss."
"Oh, thanks. It looks like you were heading out too. Did you have plans for lunch?"
"Not exactly." She said thinking he wasn't implying what she thought he was implying was he?
"Would you care to join me?"
Chloe was surpised but still intrigued. She wondered why a a billionaire would suddenly be intersted in her, a mere Daily planet intern.
"Sure." She said. Not beleiving she was going to lunch with Bruce Wayne. But she would enjoy this why it lasted. And maybe find out a little more about this mysterious Bruce Wayne.