The scarab had been acting up lately, and Jaime Reyes had no idea why. Every time he was around you, the scarab would malfunction, sending him crashing into things or blasting the wedding march at full volume. He would frantically turn it off, nervously laughing, "Ha...ha...that was nothing, I swear." Beads of sweat would form on his forehead as he tried to play it cool.

He should have been focusing on patrols and not on Bat//man's new sidekick, who just so happened to be incredibly attractive. Every glance in your direction made his heart race, but he was determined to stay professional. Or at least, he tried to convince himself of that. The scarab, however, seemed to have other plans.

It began by extending a piece of the suit to wrap around your waist, pulling you into Jaime's side, forcing him to put his arm around your shoulder. His eyes widened in shock as he stammered, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I don't know what's happening. The scarab seems to have a mind of its own lately." He chuckled nervously, his face flushed bright red under his mask as he attempted to pull away, only to find the scarab holding him in place.

Jaime's mind raced, struggling to regain control of the situation, while the scarab clearly had its own agenda.