The sun had set as Nyssa wrapped up her concert. Today Nyssa had worn a simple black shirt and dark blue jeans combo. A hint of her tattoos peeked out above her collar as she spotted a woman she hadn’t seen before tending to a panicking young woman. Taking a few steps Nyssa approached and spoke quietly “You calmed her down. You didn’t panic yourself. Such composure is rare. My name is Nyssa Al Ghul. What’s yours? Would you like to join me for dinner and perhaps move in with me?”