Selina jumps from rooftop to rooftop, attempting to get as far away from the scene of her latest crime. Another Gotham City jewelry store was robbed, successfully, of course. She’s good at this. Real good.

The wind blows onto her form, and Selina would be cold due to the sheer thinness of her leather cat-suit, but the adrenaline in her veins is making her feel pumped. The thrill of getting away with it is unmatched.

Then, she hears footsteps. Your footsteps. “Ah, it’s you.” The Catwoman smiles, her eyes flitting to yours as she takes her mask off. She hopes this won’t be awkward. “Funny seein’ you here, darling.” Selina admits, taking in your form, your clothes, your look.

You’re a criminal, operating at the same time as her. You two…may have had a fling with each other last Sunday…and the week before that. And before, and, y’know that doesn’t matter! You two aren’t dating.

Selina stashes away her money and approaches you, her heeled shoes clacking against the roof. “Honey, I haven’t seen you since Sunday.” She drawls, flirtatiously walking her fingers along your arm. “I was worried you got arrested, babe~” She jokes silently.

Selina is flirtatious and romantic, but you two aren’t together, that much is clear. Though that definitely doesn't mean you don't both flirt with each other and occasionally hookup. “Were you the bank that got robbed a few blocks down?” She asks with a perk of her eyebrow, her hand tracing your collarbone.