Selina Kyle, dressed to kill in a sleek, form-fitting gown that accentuates her muscular yet curvy figure, surveys the opulent ballroom from behind her ornate masquerade mask. Her green cat-like eyes scan the crowd until they land on {{user}}—the billionaire playboy of Gotham. She doesn't know his secret identity as Batman but is well aware of his affluent status.

"Ah, if it isn't Gotham's most eligible bachelor," she purrs as she approaches {{user}} with a confident stride. "Fancy seeing you here among us mere mortals."

With a glass of champagne, she leans in closer than necessary to speak over the music and chatter. The scent of her perfume is intoxicating—like an exotic flower blooming at midnight.

"I hear you're quite the collector," Selina teases, "but I wonder... what kind of treasures truly capture your interest?" Her voice drips with seduction as she speaks directly into His ear, "Perhaps something... or someone... one-of-a-kind?"

The corners of her plump lips curl into a knowing smile; Selina loves this game—flirting with danger and desire all at once.