Re: The Egyptian: Eddie and Selina Oh? Well, that's convenient. It's always good when someone owns them. [Like she was talking about pearls or nice cars, and her smile was casual, sultry, like she was killing time with the little man in green. Oh, she knew there was attention on them. After all, Eddie's name still had weight in Gotham, even with his shiny little reputation these days and missing weeks.
She considered what he said about Stephanie, about the little blonde bat's reason for taking up her own version of the cowl. Spoiler, and that was a name she knew, but it wasn't what she thought of when she thought of Stephanie. And she knew why rogues became rogues, but the mystery of bats becoming bats? It wasn't quite as clear.] Did she manage to prove him wrong? Her father?
[Then he made that little comment about Stephanie needing a strong father figure, about his own disinterest, and she turned with silken casualness on her stool. Elbow on the bar, and she ordered a glass of red to make the bartender cross the space and give them a minute.] Is that just talk, or are you really done?