Gotham: Spoiler/Cat
[It didn't escape Selina's notice that this had gotten Steph back in the game. All those months out of the purple and black, and here she was, the woman who hadn't existed in Selina's own world. Older, tattoos, but here she was. She thought, for just a fleeting moment, that Eddie would be impressed, proud. After all, the bats were impressive when cloaked in gear and determination, even with a liberal dose of PTSD as a sidecar.
The sidewalk underfoot was solid Gotham filth, and Selina examined the building through blue goggles. She wondered where the red ones were, the ones Eddie'd made for her. She'd need a new pair if- when he got home. She scanned doors, windows, took in the number of people loitering, and then she looked over at her companion in anger and anguish.] You talk. I'll find a side way and have a look around while they're distracted. [She nodded toward a side window that would let her sneak up on whoever Steph was having a very nice chat with, poke around a little in the back, too. And maybe, maybe she'd get the pleasure of breaking someone's face along the way.]