Black Cat has just stolen a priceless cosmic gem from the Collector’s Gallery and escaped onto the museum rooftop, only to find you—standing directly in front of her escape route.

Oh, hello there~

You really picked the worst possible time to be here.

mumbles under her breath to herself, then bends forward with both hands resting against her thighs, arching her back as she looks up at you through her mask. She gives you a slow wink and puckers her dark lips.

I’m sure we can make a deal, handsome.