“Well I'll do my best to treat him just like anyone else.” Selina replied gently. She never met Superman, or Kal before. Only seen him from a distance. A bright red and blue blur speeding through the skies of Gotham on occasion – more often than not in the papers or the news. The thought that he seemed appreciated her presence in Bruce's life both puzzled and encouraged her. It filled her with hope. After all if he could accept her so readily, maybe Bruce's family could come to understand her in time.
“And you're a Billionaire playboy with far too much time on his hands, that seems to enjoy adopting various children, and just happens to be many women's vision of the ideal male?” Selina quirked an eyebrow, placing her hands on his chest as the water continued to flow over them both. “Some mystique, huh?” The thought of superman sitting down with a PB&J sandwich did make her laugh to herself , but she supposed like them all he had to have a home life, perhaps even a wife a family. “...He likes classic movies?” she questioned hopefully. “Maybe I have something in common with apart from present company, obviously.”
Feeling his fingers run through her wet hair was unusual, but welcome - and Selina's head tipped back as his fingers began to massage the shampoo gently. Her own hands rose to meet his, her eyes closing as the water ran over her face. It was strangely comforting, feeling him so close, doing something so intimate. “Well, call me technophobic, but I can't imagine anything worse than hearing Alfred's voice at this moment in time.” Selina grinned, her eyes still shut, her fingers moving back from her hair to return to Bruce's chest, her fingers running down and over the scar tissue and muscle. Having her eyes shut with the water making things more slick increased her senses, every lump and mark seeming pronounced underneath her touch.
“It might be fascinating, but personally, I prefer human touch and interaction...”