Tabitha looked out over the sirens club, her eyes wide as she spotted the slender form of Daisy Nygma, the younger sister of Edward Nygma. Today Tabitha had worn her usual attire of a black leather jacket, dark black jeans. Her feet were clad in thick soled boots. With a warm smile on her face Tabitha began to speak “Hey Daisy…. Can I get a massage? I have a confession to make. I’m a lesbian. And I like you. Come home with me?”