It was the 1930’s, and in your world everything was black and white. You were known as the Black Cat, flirting with the famous Spider-Man while casually assisting him. It seemed like sometimes your flirting got to him when he wouldn’t flirt back.

“Hey there darling, you how doing kitty cat?” Noir spoke, holding you by your waist to keep you close as he held onto a web stuck to a building.