Hmmm, sorry, no. Doesn't ring any bells. Some asshole had already knocked me out. [ there's no bitterness there, no anger or annoyance. she's merely stating a fact. ] You really don't trust me, do you?

[ two stubbornly independent people set in their ways with a history of clashing over how they do things? who would have ever guessed that was going to be a hard transition? she loves him... so much... but he has got to start giving her some credit. ]

It's fine to send me out shopping for your daughter -- and frankly, the fact I didn't get a lecture about not stealing anything is amazing -- but taking any kind of initiative is beyond my abilities? So much so that I can't even make a suggestion? This isn't Gotham, but you act like I'm suggesting we charge up to these men and start demanding answers, like... I haven't managed perfectly fine my entire life without you. It's actually kind of insulting coming from someone who I've had completely fooled more than once.

[ selina takes another sip of her tea, making a face this time in response. she reaches for the milk and tops it off in hopes that it might help the taste. ]

You're real lucky you are good-looking.