[ there's a fond smile on her face as she pulls back, this dumb soft bitch just so sprung over loser ass bruce wayne of all the people in the multiverse. she removes the glove from her right hand and tucks it beneath her arm, reaching up to wipe the residual lipstick from his lips. it lingers against his cheek just a moment longer. ]

Mmmm, I think we can both agree you've never been great at keeping me out, Bat. [ she resists the urge to let her hand drop and take his, figuring they probably shouldn't push it out in the open like this on the off-chance someone actually cares and instead nods in the opposite direction. ] Come on, let's get this thing back to your place. It's getting cold standing out here like this and I could use a cup of tea to warm me up. Unless you have a better idea?

[ also, you know, it'd be nice to hear what ol' world's greatest detective has dug up over the last few days, see if he's got anything useful. ]