She grit her teeth, gapsing through them, trying not to give him the pleasure of screaming. "He's with my father, as always," she hissed. IT wasn't revealing much, Edward and Jonathan were usually found together and it wouldn't have taken Jack long to put Riddler and Scarecrow togeteher.
Besides, if he decided to take his frustration out on Crane and leave her dad alone, it would make her happy. She may have played nice with the man for her father's sake, but she didn't like him any more now with their truce then she did before, and she was sure Jonathan felt the same.
Besides, less Crane meant more of her father looking to her for the attention he craved, something she would happily provide. Next to Bruce, Edward was her world.
She knew this was going to be a painful day, especially if he stuck to only what skin he could find...which, considering her tiny skirt and shirt was quite a bit. She wished she had decided to wear jeans for the day, instead of having plans to try to lure Bruce out of the lab after work with a tiny skirt.