"Gotham isn't far off from what you're describing, corruption just operates in the shadows here." Gotham was not her favorite city. It was too close to old memories. A past life that was long out of reach. She clinked her nails against the glass in hand to force her attention back to now. It was far more attractive.
"You could complain, though it would end with me pushing you off this roof." She smiled and took another sip from her drink. "It seems you're adjusting alright. You're still alive." She drew a leg up and tucked it securely under another. "Any luck with Spider-Man?"