"You have a point," she replied quickly, moving her eyes away from his anxious hands, a sincere smile rather than a grin now crossing her lips. It was pointless trying to put him on edge. It wasn't that Selina needed the money that he would pay her, but a few thousand would always come in handy. She needed to keep him sweet.
"If you need me, I still keep several drop boxes," Selina spoke softly. "Locker 240 at Gotham Central Station, I check it every Wednesday. When you need me, leave a note. I'll be in touch."