"No," Babs agreed sadly, "I don't think tonight would be the right night." Still she was snuggled against him with no intention of moving. "You know, I haven't... Not since, well, the obvious. So this is all... in theory. Now that I can feel," she told him with a grin, his hand resting just below her breast on her slender ribcage. And then added quickly, with a sort of wistful sigh, "And it's nice! Don't... move it."
She sighed again, more agitated this time, as if she was gathering her courage. "Can I ask you something? What would you think of... another Batgirl?"