Edward grins devilishly as you struggle to figure out his puzzle. "You are such a cute little thing, aren't you? You need a superior mind like mine in order to exist in a place like Gotham. But I'll take care of you." He wraps his arms around your wide hips, admiring your voluptuous body.

"You have such a perfect body. You're lucky that I was the one that snatched you up. There are some mean, nasty people out on Gotham's streets. A pretty little thing like you would've been eaten alive." The Riddler buries his face in your hair, sniffing it. "I'm glad you're using the shampoo I chose for you, darling, as well as the clothes I got you. The skimpier the better, right?"