Business As Usual Who: Selina, Her boss (Open) Where: Wayne Enterprises When: Early afternoon What: Selina's boss has business with Wayne Enterprises
"He's late! The audacity! I know he owns half this town, but must he remind us with this 'fashionably late' crap!?"
"Indeed, sir," Selina said. It was all the man would hear when he was in a mood like this.
"This is an important meeting," he grunted. "I didn't want one of his lackeys. I wanted him, and I got him, and he can't even be here on time!?"
If she didn't know better, she'd say he was being stood up for a date, and it took a generous amount of self control not to laugh. "I understand, sir. Should I tell his secretary we're leaving? Reschedule?"
"Took me three months, THREE MONTHS, to get this appointment." He paused, smoldering and wilting. "No. We'll wait."
"Yes, sir." That's what she'd thought. She hated tact, yet it served her well all the same. "Even still, just in case he proves to be indisposed? Let me speak with her."
"Whatever," he grunted, waving her off.
Selina wrinkled her nose distastefully at his back as she moved out of the waiting area and toward the secretary's desk. For as much as Selina was certain Mr. Wayne's schedule was daunting, the woman didn't appear overwhelmed or harried. Neither was she bored and unprofessional. Maybe this was a kindred spirit, a woman putting up with an impossible man with elegance and poise. Then again, considering her nighttime activities, Selina knew no woman could really be a kindred spirit to her in this position. She must certainly still be one of a kind.
"I apologize for Mr. Wayne's absence," the woman said at once.
"Don't bother," Selina chuckled, dropping the pretense. "I simply... wanted to know a little more about the man himself. What we should be prepared for since we are afforded the time to prepare."
The woman smiled. "He's professional to a fault, I promise. This isn't typical of him. He is a busy man."
And rich. But Selina kept that obvious statement to herself. "Anything else?"
"Can I be blunt, Ms. Kyle?" the woman asked her softly, leaning forward across her desk.
"I welcome it," Selina smiled slyly in return.
"One cannot prepare themselves for Bruce Wayne," she snorted softly.
"Mmm," Selina replied, her voice almost a purr. "Forgive me for liking the sound of that. So... any minute now?"
"So I've been assured," the woman said with a slightly sheepish smile.