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[Selina laughed at that waggle of brows, and she lifted her empty martini glass of a belated toast.] Here's to being able to tolerate each other. [Her smile was warm.] That's high praise for two Gotham women.
[Women, and they'd both been kittens together once, but that felt like another lifetime. She wasn't sure if they were better off now, and she'd certainly say they were more jaded, less blindly hopeful about what the world had in store for them. But they'd survived, hadn't they? And in Gotham? In Gotham that was like hitting the jackpot.]