Whatever commotion I could hear in the maze over the godawful noise you were making was something you didn't want people focusing on. I'm guessing the whispers I heard about the Bat had something to do with that as well. So you draw all possible attention to yourself (after pledging to be on your "best behavior") by rubbing yourself down with talc, and leave the people that know you trying to figure out what's going on and convinced that you're in need of an intervention. Then, you accost your fiancee in front of the press after you've likely scared the woman to death, and send her off with a complete (to her) stranger.