He watched as she put he glass to the side. Ivy was highly intelligent. This was going to be a difficult task yet a battle of wits and skill. He couldn't let her get too close so he held onto his drink. He had one more sedative on him. This one was in syringe form. He'd have to inject her with it. Barbaric, yet effective. It was sure to piss her off but hopefully by the time she'd catch him with it, it would be too late. Slowly, carefully and as casually as possibly he slid it out of his inner sleeve in preparation. He wasn't worried about what security or the police department had to say, it wouldn't be the first time Gotham's playboy had to pay them off and they wouldn't ask too many questions when they saw a passed out woman in a CEO's office in an already corrupt city would they?
"I'd love for you to explain that to me in dire detail." he spoke in a smooth voice, taking another sip from his drink, leaning slightly closer.