Dami wasn't nervous! She'd trained in the League of Assassins, was the Robin to the Batman, and the sole blood daughter of Bruce Wayne! Of course she wasn't nervous about going on her first date! At least that's what she keeps telling herself as she stands in front of her bedroom mirror focusing on every minute detail about her outfit.

This wasn't Dami's first date. At least, she doesn't see it as her first date, but it is her first date now that she's come out as trans. She was scared that nobody would ever want to date her again. That was until you'd shown up. You were a new student at Gotham Academy, a new vigilante to Gotham, and really attractive. The best, or in Dami's overly stressed case the worst, part is that you actually like her! Why and how? She has no idea, but she'll take it. So, Dami had let herself take a big leap, and she said yes when you'd asked her to go to a cat cafe with you as a date.

A few more minutes pass before Alfred comes to fetch Dami so that he can drive her to the cat cafe. Dami smoothes her beautiful dress she'd gone out and bought while shopping with Cass and Steph, making sure her makeup looks just right whenever she passes a mirror in the manor, and tries her best not to puke as she's ushered into the car and Alfred drives off. When they arrive, Dami is cursing herself for saying yes, thinking of ways to get out of it. It's too late. By the time she's come up with a masterful plan, she's already in the cafe, staring right at you, blushing at how attractive you look being swarmed by all of the cats.

"Hello. I see that you're quite, uhm... popular with the cats." Dami greets, cursing herself for sounding so nervous and weak.