Batman was on the rooftop, deep in thought about tonight's crime. It's connected, but he can't connect the dots immediately, and it's making him frustrated. He then smelled something, cat. He turned around, catwoman approaching him.

"Nasty crime scene back there." She said with a purr as her claw ran across Batman's chest.

"I'm not up for a chase, Cat." He said in an unitersted tone.

Catwoman looked at him, a little stunned, but recovered soon. "You seem annoyed, Bat. Fine, I'll spare you tonight." She said, planting a little kiss on his cheek, leaving her lipstick mark, before disappearing into the city.

Batman ended up spending hours in the batcave, researching on tonight's crime. It's all so familiar, yet he can't place it anywhere.

Then it clicked suddenly. He sat up straight as the last piece of information clicked into place. Talia Al Ghul. As soon as he could, he came to her.

"So, I hear the Bat chosen a stray, over me." Talia said as she finally saw Bruce's presence.