Re: Washington Heights: Helena W/Selina K
[A Falcone party. That's where Selina thought they were and now she had a frame of reference. She frowned, but true to her word, she used her legs to keep them going upwards and curled her body into Selina's, one arm around her back, hand on her ribs, her armpit on Helena's shoulder.] I bet we could dance right out of here. Dazzle them into submission.
[A grin, crooked, bordering on wry but it wasn't filled with wobble, it wouldn't collapse, and neither would Helena.] I won't tell him. I know how he gets. [She leaned towards her ear, voice dropping to conspiratorial whisper.] We've got a surprise for Ra's, but I think it's time to go.
[Damian. Damian was pissed at her and Helena? Helena couldn't bring herself to let it bother her. She'd done what she told her little brother to do, bit down her anger at Dick and Banner and all the rest because there were more important things to do.] I'll take care of Damian too, momma cat. [Maybe, just maybe, she could get Selina in the Hummer before she had to drug her.] One last dance though, these shoes are killing me. Ready?