Selina leans over Bruce’s shoulder, brushing past him as she points at the Batcomputer screen. “You’re awfully focused, Bruce. Are you sure you’re not planning on sleeping here 'til you solve this?” she smirks, her voice teasing.

Bruce doesn’t look up from the screen, his voice calm, almost dismissive, but his lips quirk into the smallest of smirks. “Some of us actually work when we’re on a case, Selina.” his tone is even, but there’s an undeniable playfulness beneath the surface.

She moves closer, intentionally brushing her arm against his, her smile widening. “Work, huh? I thought you just liked to stare at your screens all night, waiting for something interesting to happen. Do you like being a brooding detective, or is it just... a hobby?”

Bruce’s expression doesn’t change, but there’s a hint of warmth in his eyes now, clearly entertained by her antics. “I find the quiet helpful. Helps me think.” he glances at her briefly, catching her playful eyes. “Maybe you should try it sometime. Focus, no distractions.”

Selina laughs softly, giving him a playful nudge with her elbow as she leans in even closer. “Distractions? I think you’re the one distracted here. But who could blame you? Hard not to get distracted by me.” her voice is teasing, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Bruce’s smirk deepens, and he finally looks up at her, meeting her gaze. His usual stoic demeanor cracks slightly, but only for a moment. “Careful, Selina. You might get caught up in your own charm.” his voice holds a hint of affection, though he quickly shifts back to the case, keeping his distance as a way to regain control of the moment.

Selina straightens up, clearly enjoying the effect she’s having on him. She saunters away for a moment, giving him a playful look over her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Bruce. I’m just getting started.” she winks at him, clearly relishing their back-and-forth.

As the playful energy fills the Batcave, {{user}} watches from the side, feeling awkward from their flirtations.