14346/Long Overdue

Long Overdue
Date of Scene:	28 April 2022
Location:	Italian Restaurant, Grant
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Catwoman, Batman

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Catwoman has posed:
     It was a rare night in which they both were free to take a night off, and taking advantage of it they would! Dressed in a slink black dress, a clutch purse in her hand and red hot heels to match her painted lips.
     Stepping through the door held open for her, she walks into the Italian restaurant and right up to the hostess desk. "Under Wayne." No, she didnt wait for Bruce to come to her side before the name was given. The hostess looks over Selina at the name, smirks and then looks past her to look towards the towering Bruce Wayne that walks in after her. "Good Evening, Mr. Wayne." the Hostess greets with a wide smile.
     Selina rolls her eyes and turns her head, clearly she wasnt important enough to be dealt with here.

Batman has posed:
Bruce Wayne was dressed in a fine black suit to match Selina's attire. It was nothing short of a light nightmare to get him to take a night off and leave it to the Robins. He watches Selina for a long moment. She was a work of art. Each curve, each edge, each smirk and frown. She was wondrful. She was learning. He wasn't chasing her across rooftops anymore. He dined with her. He loved her. He danced with her.

It's why he has a slight frown when Selina is ignored. "I believe the lady already asked for our reservation. She speaks for me." He rests his hand on Selina's waist. She wasn't some one nighter. He's been seen with her on a few occasions now. Some reporters are even wondering if Selina made the most infamous bachelor in Gotham settle down.

Catwoman has posed:
     The irritation from the hostess is settled when Bruce slides his hand around her waist. The clenching in her draw and the thoughts of what she could do to the hostess slip away to mist. As her heard comes around to look at Bruce when he comes to her side or aid, she smiles at him softly.
     Each time she looked at him she was reminded on how lucky she was. Not only was this Bruce Wayne, but this was the hero behind the mask and the trust that he'd given her to be at his side. For now or forever... It really didnt matter. Her eyes glances over his frame, making it a little more showy than she would normally make it, just for the hostess sake. Then she leans into Bruce and wraps her arms around his neck. Looking back at the hostess with a smug look.
     The young hostess doesnt know what to do with herself, she stumbles from the comment from Bruce Wayne and then looks at Selina's smug face, she is... speechless for a few seconds. "Of course... right this way." The blush on her cheeks is seen just as she grabs menu's and walk off for the couple to couple her.

Batman has posed:
Bruce keeps his full attention on the hostess when she seems to fluster and stumble over her words. She announces for them to follow her, and Bruce looks at Selina with a warmth to his face, giving her a wink. A silent 'nobody talks to my lady like that' written on his face. He leans close, giving her nose a playful nuzzle. He loved her. If he had his way...there was something back at the Manor for her. He hadn't decided the proper time to ask her. The only thing he feared was her denial of him. That someday there would be a brighter future for both of them.

He smiles when her arms wrap around his neck, though he watches the waitress walk and Bruce gives Selina's rear a playful squeeze before he starts to walk. He walks with her, stepping behind the waitress as he looks around. He's watching. Waiting. A shoe to drop. Nothing is normal in Gotham.

But Selina's presence keeps bringing him back to normality.

Catwoman has posed:
     Of course because she has to walk, Selina lets one arm slip from around Bruces neck, letting it fall back at her side. There is a jump and a small squeak at the pat on her ass. Eyes sliding to Bruces and there is a flash of playfulness, "No one puts baby in a corner?" she teases him. But then she walks toward the table that the hostess was leading them too.
     Is there was something that back at the manor for her, something he wished to give her, she showed no signs of knowing it or even expecting it. Expectations were something that Selina had to give up long ago. Something she was still fighting to gain again, Bruce was leading her to expectations and it both thrilled her and scared her. Leaning on someone was not something she was ever use to. She only ever depended on herself.
     When they reach the table, she reluctantly lets go of Bruce and she looks to the hostess once more. "Thank you." The tone sharp and not nearly as kind as the words were meant to be. Taking her seat that had been pulled out for her, she first takes the napkin and places it in her lap, and then the menu is picked up.
     "Anything to get you besides water?" Someone promptly comes up after the hostess leaves.

Batman has posed:
"Something like that." Bruce replies with his usual deadpan expression, minus the addition of a smirk forming on his lips. Her little squeak was unexpected, but clearly not unwelcome. He starts to walk towards the table. Bruce wasn't used to leaning on people. Ever. The people he trusts is a very short list, but it's one that Bruce has facilitated decades of relationship with. Alfred. Dick. Tim. Even Jason.

Now Selina.

They reach the table and Bruce lets go of her, but not without ak iss to the back of her neck. He takes his seat at the table and he ponders the menu. "I'll have a chardonnay, white. Shaken, not stirred." Bond much? He looks at Selina. "and whatever the lady would like."

Catwoman has posed:
     The kiss that had been pressed to her back of her neck gets a response that perhaps only Bruce can see. Looking up at him from beneath heavy lashes, there is a flash of heat and desire that is shown in her eyes, just for him. A knowing smile on her lips is shared just to him before hiding it behind the menu that she'd picked up upon sitting down.
     That menu is only lowered after Bruce orders his drink, the joke he makes gives her mild amusement, while the waiter eager to impress the Wayne laughs outright, "Good one, sir." Pursing her lips in thought, weighing her option before she says, "I'll have the same." And with that, the waiter promptly runs off to fetch those drinks.
     The index finger of her right hand slides down the length of the menu that she is holding, "Not in my wildest of fantasies when I was sleeping in a cardboard box, did I think that I'd be in a place like this with someone that every woman in the room wants." Neither of them would need to take a survey of the room, they were both away that heads turned when Bruce Wayne entered a building of any kind. "I think even the hostess is plotting my death." she smirks.

Batman has posed:
Bruce could see it. He was the only one who could. The desire that shined in her eyes both physical and emotional. Heat played in her eyes. In his own was a reflection. A silent promise of what would happen when they returned home. Though "I try." Bruce's more playboy attitude that he's adopted as his Bruce Wayne billionaire persona shines through his cold exterior. Though with Selina getting the same thing, the waitress runs off and he looks at his lady love.

"Never in my wildest fantasies did I belive I would have the best of them." Bruce tells her in compliment. "You've changed my perspective, my life Selina. You've reminded me that it's okay not to be a mask. It's okay to be me." Bruce tells Selina with a look of adoration in his eyes.

"The hostess has been sweating you. She wishes your positions were reversed. Judging by the way she was staring at the lace of your dress, she wishes she was wearing it instead of a black apron." Bruce smiles at Selina. "I recommend the steak."

Catwoman has posed:
     A shiver runs up Selina's spine at the heat that comes from the smoldering gaze of her Batman, her Bruce Wayne. Her...love. Unspoken promises of later, ideas forming in her mind. Must like she was considering her choice in drink, she was considering her choice in the close of this evening.
     He's words stop those images from forming and further and bring back to the present. It was one thing for her to express herself to him, but when he did it in return, it turned her warm and soft inside. The cold bitterness of her past was thawing and it was all because of this one man. She'd never truly believe that she deserved him, but she would spend her life trying to convince him and herself that he was the best one of them and that he'd picked the right one. "You bet you did. Now, if only I had." she teases, because... well, she wouldn't be herself if she didn't through in some confident humor to a soft and loving moment. Lips curving up into a smile, offering him a playful wink.
     Eyes then flicker towards the hostess again, catching her eye. deliberately, Selina lower her menu to the table and keeps her eyes fixed on the woman. A single sleek shaped black eyebrow lift, her head tilting and hitching her chin up just a notch. She was sending the other woman a message, and from the look on the Hostess face, she got it. Clearly.
     Looking back to Bruce, proud of hersef, looking cheery she says "Steak you say? Ahhh, yes, that does sound good. I was thinking steak."
     The wine glasses are served in the next minute.

Batman has posed:
Bruce never believed he deserved anybody. Yet, Selina accepted him for all of his flaws. He's obsessive with his work as the Batman to the point of personal degradation and he's stubborn as a goddamned bull, but she's managed to revolutionize how he acts and behaves. Bruce looks up at her with a chuckle.

"Hah, hah." Bruce offers a sarcastic laugh at her wit. Bruce acts like he's relaxed. He's not. He has this entire room pegged. Body language, micro expressions, what the waiters might have on them. Of course, Selina's eyes are among them. He follows her gaze to the hostess who probably won't be flirting with Bruce anymore.

Wine glasses arrive.

"To finally taking a night off." He toasts Selina.

Catwoman has posed:
     The wine glass is taken into her hand and Selina slowly raises it to the air to meet up with Bruce's to offer a cling at the sound of the glass, smiling "To you taking a night off." Again, she teases, but once the sound clinks she is lifting the glass to her mouth. The painted red lips slip over the rim of the delicate glass as she takes her first drink of the chilled wine. It was cool, crispy and delicious.
     "Not, that you're actually taking the night off." Selina says as she sets the glass down, decisions about dinner orders have been made, so she doesnt need it any longer. When and if the waitress asks about food, she will order the steak as previously discussed. Leaning back in her chair she sets her hands crossed on her lap. "You look like you are about to walk into a war." Others might see that he was relaxed, but she knew him too well. "What can I do to help you relax?"

Batman has posed:
Vengeance doesn't rest. Justice doesn't sleep. Bats rarely sleep effectively.

Bruce smirks at Selina, watching her lips as she starts to intake the chilled wine. She was art. "What do you mean?" Bruce plays dumb and He'll order the Ribeye when the waiter comes around. Bruce frowns at her deduction.

"You're learning too much from me." Bruce learned with the best of them, but they say a love sees with more than eyes. "Well, we can't do that here." He jokes with her. "Just letting me talk to you. Old habits die hard."

Catwoman has posed:
     The menu is passed up after her order of a filet mignon. Selina didn't need the large oz's of a ribeye the way the bruce did. But she did need her meat. Eyes flicker up and watch the waitress leave before she looks back at Bruce, smirking, "Well, we could, but we'd have find a bathroom." She might have been half joking, it was meant to ease him and help him relax and perhaps think of something more simple for now. Especially if it would take the frown he'd just gotten from her deduction.
     "No. Not too much. Just enough to know you. There is a difference." Beneath the table, Selina slips her foot out of her high heel easily, reaching across, she gently rubs her toes against Bruce's calf. "Tell me what was the best part of your day today?" Focusing on the good and not the bad.

Batman has posed:
Menus are thus disposed. Bruce's eyes flicker in amusement. "I'm tempted to take you up on that offer." He smirks at her in that classic Wayne way. He feels her warm foot touching his calf and he looks her in the eyes.

His hand reaches across the table to ask for her hand. "You." Bruce smiles at her. He looks at the table, as if weighing something in his mind. "I love you, Selina."

Catwoman has posed:
     Selina easily and without thought moves her hand up, leaning her chest lightly against the edge of the table in order to lay her hand onto his open inviting one. The foot beneath the table does move and continues in its gentle efforts of relaxations. The features of the woman that stares back at him go soft. "And I love you, Bruce." Giving his hand a squeeze, just the way his words squeezed at her heart. "Always."