Re: dc: john b./selina k., robinson park Officer Blake. [She was, predictably, all purr, and that made her smile widen a little; it was a return to normalcy, you see. She tipped her head at his slight nod, as if he'd bowed instead of just inclining his head, and she watched as he tried to decide what to say. Oh, new, was he? The signs were easy enough to decipher, and she wondered when he was from. She knew he knew another Cat, but she knew she looked like the woman that hadn't been quite right in Bruce's estimation.
In the end, he quipped, and the smile she gave him turned a tiny bit more genuine.] Are you? Funny, but I never took you for a man with an ace up his sleeve. [And she looked around at the park, then back at him.] What is my stomping ground, Officer?