The sun had set as Nyssa Al Ghul closed up her massage office for the day. Today Nyssa had chosen to wear a simple white shirt and blue jeans. Her long black hair was tied up as always. A soft smile played upon her lips as she entered the bakery she had heard from her friends about. Taking a breath Nyssa began to speak gently “My name is Nyssa Al Ghul, massage therapist. What might your name be? I’m just about to head out for dinner. Would you like to join me and perhaps even move into my bedroom.”