"So, I will be in Gotham tomorrow at 11:40 am," Harri said. "So pick me up at Amtrak then, okay?"

"I haven't driven my car in forever. I probably forgot how to drive," Adriana said while polishing her toenails. "Want Damien to come get you?"

"No," Harri said plainly.

"Okay, I will drive over there," Adriana said. "How long is the train ride?"

"Four and a half hours," Harri answered.

"Ok that's not too bad," Adriana said.

"You don't sound to happy," Harri observed.

"I'm happy to pick you up and see you."

"That's not what I meant," Harri sighed. "What did he do now?"

"Who?" Adriana asked.

"You know who."

"Damien...well," Adriana leaned back on her couch and screwed the lid back onto the red polish. "I don't know, it kind of involved some confidential work I was doing.."

"Who am I going to tell? Spill it."

"They had me go back to the institution to observe a patient there, a criminal," Adriana started. "Anyways Damien did some questionable things-"

"Did what?"

"Well, he beat the guy up for no reason-"

"Oh, come on, Adri," Harri sighed. "You sound like he did something really terrible. That's like the best thing he's ever done, beating up a criminal. That's his job."

"No, it gets worse," Adriana said carefully.

"Mhm."

"He lied and told his peers that the guy tried to attack me and violate me," Adriana said. "And Damien wasn't even there. He lied on the police report he wrote."

"Oh," Harri said. "Why would they believe that? Who found you?"

"Some other officers," Adriana said.

"So is the criminal is getting charged for it?"

"No," Adriana said. "Gordon fixed the report."

"So what's the problem?" Harri laughed. "Damien beat someone up and lied. So? He's done way worse things and you still stay with him."

"Seriously, I keep trying to break up with him..He told me to stay out of his head and our relationship will work better."

Harri burst into laughter. "That's actually smart. I'm sure if I knew everything Antonio thought at all times we would have broken up by now. And vice versa. If he knew what I thought all the time.."

"Yeah.." Adriana said. "So we're trying that out. I am officially out of his head."

"Sounds like he really wants to make your lame relationship work. I wonder why."

"Me too," Adriana sighed. "Am I really lame?"

"No, I said your relationship was fucking lame, not you," Harri chuckled. "You can do so much better than Damien and he knows it. Staying out of guys heads if you can help it is a good idea. Just leave Damien's stupid ass and try it on the next relationship."

"Yeah he got so jealous when-" Adriana started then froze mid-sentence.

"What what?"

"Ugh, never mind."

"Tell me or I'll reach through the phone and pinch you."

"I had a friend bring me back home that just happened to be driving by the hospital. Damien saw the car dropping me off and-"

"Friend? Male?" Harri sounded excited.

"Male, yeah," Adriana said. "Actually friend was the wrong word. Boss? He hired me for a..project."

"Ok, and what kind of car?" Harri wanted to know.

"It was a Lambo..I think."

"You think? Was it or wasn't it?" Harri asked Adriana.

"It was," Adriana answered.

"Dammmmmn," Harri sounded like she was beaming. "So what's his name? Is he hot? How old is he?"

"I can't give you his name. I know I tell you everything but I really can't this time," Adriana said seriously. "He's mid 30's. I rather not even talk about him..seriously. It's a pretty serious project-"

"Fine," Harri said. "Don't tell me his name then. But is he hot?"

"He's..." Adriana's voice trailed off.

"On a one to ten how hot is he?" Harri asked. "I mean he's obviously rich so that adds some points. Or he could be ugly. I mean ugly, plus money, equals handsome-"

"He looks great."

"One to ten? If he was homeless how hot would he be?" Harri was laughing. "No Lambo."

"Ok..If he was homeless and lived in the subway.." Adriana started to laugh too. "He would be a 15."

"Noooo," Harri laughed even harder. "That hot? And rich?"

"Yes, and he has plenty of...lady friends too."

"Of course he does," Harri laughed. "Deberías salir con él también." You should go out with him too.

"Ay, no," Adriana said, continuing their conversation in Spanish. "No encajo en su mundo." I don't fit in to his world.

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"What's this?" Damien entered Adriana's home and was holding a gold embellished envelope. "Courier just dropped it off.."

"I don't know," Adriana said and began pouring some wine into a glass. "Open it."

"Invitations," he said and glanced at the wine. He knew she didn't typically ever drink.

"To what?" she said and sipped the red wine.

"A fundraiser," he said looking at the two invitation cards. "CWDF Fundraising Gala.."

"Oh right," Adriana sighed. "When is that?"

"In two days," Damien answered. "This is for the uppercrust. How did you get invited?"

"Just..got lucky I guess," she answered back. Bruce had sent the invitations.

"I'm pretty sure I heard the tickets for this are over $500," he said.

"How would you hear about that?" Adriana laughed.

"Because Commissioner Gordon is going, he mentioned it," Damien asked. "I think he got his free."

"Well, mine were free too," Adriana said. "I didn't pay."

"Right," Damien said, not inquiring further. He would if she didn't invite him though, she realized. "Are we going?"

"Sure.." Adriana said. "Whatever."

"So..you're not in my head at all now then?"

"Ugh," Adriana huffed. "I told you I wouldn't. I'm not a liar like you-"

"Okay, damn," he said. "I was just checking in. Truth is, I have a surprise for you and I don't want it spoiled."

"Oh?" Adriana said and realized that her voice sounded completely uninterested. "Sorry, didn't mean for it to come out like that. I'm just a bit tired."

"Sure," he said.

"By the way, Harri is coming tomorrow," Adriana told him. "She'll be staying here so..you know."

"Yeah she hates me," Damien said. "I guess you want me to make myself...sparse."

"She doesn't hate you she just.."

"Hates me," Damien shrugged. "Fine. I'll stay out of her hair. How long will she be here?"

"I don't know, maybe a week?"

"Okay," Damien went on. "So I will come pick you up for this fundraising thing. Then I won't see you again 'til later next week when she leaves, most likely."

"Mhm," Adriana said and took another sip of wine. "We will probably stay busy..doing her favorite thing. Shopping."

"Soo..Maybe we should," he walked over and sat her glass down and began to kiss her. "Since I won't be seeing you for a while."

"Damien..." she said. "I'm tired...like I just said."

"We are supposed to be working on our relationship," he said. "Remember?"

She sighed.

"You know I'm not on the pill anymore...we can't keep taking chances-" she said, trying to find any excuse to refuse him.

"I am prepared," he said and pulled a condom out of his wallet.

She let out a long , tired sigh before swallowing the rest of her wine. She went along with it to get it over with.