Re: The Egyptian: Eddie and Selina
[She chuckled when the word came out wrong, home, and she'd never heard him use it for this place to begin with. She thought wrong was better than nothing at all, and she lifted a perfectly arched brow at his amused little laugh.] I think maybe Gotham isn't Gotham without a clown. [She said it offhand, like clowns didn't matter.] This one isn't mine. As long as he doesn't show up? Then I don't worry too much. [Perhaps that wasn't the safest opinion to have, but she had yet to see this Bat's Joe do too much harm.
She waited while he ordered his drink, quiet as her gaze scanned the room. Oh, this was a job she hadn't asked for, but she was good at telling men in suits what to do. They listened, and wasn't that fun?] I did pick up on that. I wish I knew why I stuck her in a safe.
[She didn't look at him when she said it, like it was a throwaway. But this was Eddie. And Eddie? He bartered in information.] She doesn't even know who the Bat is. [And that sounded positively entertained, because she couldn't even imagine the concept now.]