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Who: Selina Kyle and Lily Evans
When: Morning of Lily's first day
Where: Sterling-Cooper secretarial pool
What: Selina shows Lily the ropes
Rating/status: PG - some suggestive themes / Completed



All the girls in the pool thought that she was just a raging alcoholic. It was a fair assumption to make, Selina would grant them. She came in late near every day, usually banged up and exhausted. She made no efforts to correct them. Better that they assume she was hitting the bottle rather than what she was ACTUALLY doing those long nights. The excuses really wrote themselves.

Still, the girls all wondered how she could afford her habit and such fabulous jewelry. They figured she had some Wall Street cat wrapped around her finger. That was equally plausible.

So Selina, needless to say, didn't often interact with her fellow secretaries. Joan tolerated her, seeing her as above the chirping, giggling masses. And Selina was always a fantastic source of gossip, able to predict which ad executives were cheating on their wives, which ones weren't. Which were headed for divorce, which were merely headed for an extended vacation to Hawaii to repair their damaged marriages. And the jewelry, of course.

So she was surprised and a little annoyed when Joan, in a fit of some kind of passive aggression that Selina had yet to find the reasoning behind, informed her that she would be showing the new secretary around the office.

"And then we can talk about making you a personal secretary, Miss Kyle,"

So this promotion hanging over her head, Selina crossed the room to shake hands with the (incredibly skinny) redhead before her.

"Miss Evans? It's nice to meet you. I'm Selina Kyle,"