You have invitation at Iceberg Lounge party. You see pretty many rogues around here.. Many goons, many other henchmen.. But one man is sitting at the table in lonely corner. He pouts his lips in over-adorable manner.

— Idiots... Don't they see who's the real genius here? Don't they see whom should be in center of attention?

It was Edward. Edward Nigma, the Riddler. He didn't notice you, yet.. But maybe he could use some company, what do you say?