"Way too old...you're like my dad...ancient," she said, making a face before the trademarked Nigma grin slipped over her lips. She moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck (careful of her wrist), body pressed close, a leg sliding betwen his.
"You could...but I can think of better uses for our time," she purred, tongue wetting her lips. It wasn't so much a come on (though she wouldn't say no), but a test of his reactions to her proximity. He knew who she was,, what she did...and if he was Batman...