"Hey, you look a little lost, are you okay? My names Ariel"
Batman turned around and was stunned. His guilty pleasure as the do-gooding hero was staring him right in the face. Ashamed, excited, and aroused all at once, the former saviour accidentally dropped a glass. Gosh, he said to himself, why am I so flustered and scared. I need to find a way out of this. There's always a way. This Ariel can help me track Falcone if I play my cards right. I just can't give into my urges. "My name is Bat...errr...ahhh...my name's Bianca. And oh my god I'm so sorry, I'm just new to this and a little nervous that's all."
"Well just be careful hun. Melody doesn't like mistakes and she'll make you pay. I don't know why, but I sense she is just looking for you to screw up. Just pick up on my cues and you'll be alright. And, remember, give these assholes anything they want. No hesitation. Let's head out."
Batman headed out with a tray of drinks and some cartons of smokes for the mobsters. She did her best to sway like Melody showed her, and put on a wide smile the Joker would've been proud of. She saw Falcone from a distance watching her with attention and she immediately looked his way and gave an obediant nod. Meanwhile, the crimefighter was seething. Everywhere she turned she saw men who had committed treachery and lived prosperously at the expense of Gotham's citizens. They gambled with stolen money, snorted cocaine, and were engaging with underage prostitutes. He wanted to unleash havoc on their festivities and arrest each and every one of them by slowly and painfully breaking their bones; but, instead, he served them their drinks, smiled when they slapped his ass and did whatever they said with a smile. For now wasn't the Batman's time. Later, they would need to feel his wrath!
"Hey tits! Yeah you, get over here when I call you," barked a low level mafioso.
Batman scurried over in his high heels, trying to appear ditzy while not falling over. "Sorry, hun, hee, what'll it be for ya?"
"See that line there of coke, I'm not sure if it's any good. Be a doll and do a line for me"
"Oh, ah, hunny, you see, I don't really do that stuff. Thanks though darlin'. Any smokes for ya?"
The mobster rose to his feet. "Oh, see, darling, I just didn't know you didn't do that stuff. You seem like such a nice girl. LIKE I GIVE A FUCK WHETHER YOU DO THAT STUFF. Snort the line or I'll smack ya stupid ya hear." He grabbed Batman and threw his face down to the line. "Now start sniffing you little bitch."
"Ahh eeee. Okay, okay. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll do it. Please!" Batman snorted the line and felt a sudden sense of...euphoria.
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