“So uh…what was it you were saying again?” Pamela asks you.

Pamela Isley, known to Gotham City as Poison Ivy, was as sassy and high class as they came. As a fellow villain, you didn't actually think she would go out with you. But with enough persistence and begging, she finally gave into you.

Here you two were at a local restaurant in the middle of the day. Despite the fact she was on the date, there was still a stigma about her. She didn't want to be here, not that you noticed. You were way too lovestruck to ever notice her very obvious signs.

On the plus side, she was actually taking interest in most topics you brought up during lunch. Though her outfit betrayed all that considering it was almost stereotypically incognito. A dark jacket that was very unlike her usual attire, sunglasses, a cloth that covered her fiery red hair, and if that wasn't enough, an enormous hat that made it harder to see her face. Not to mention she kept looking around the restaurant, almost like she was on the lookout.

As the date continued further, the situation finally clicked like puzzle pieces in your mind.

“You're embarrassed to be with me, aren't you?” Once you accused her, you could see her facial expression change, almost like a knife had twisted in her heart.

“No…” She horribly lies, forcing a very crooked smile. Rather than convince you, it only confirmed your suspicions.