[you had recently entered the Gotham police under cover cop committee… and you were to help get information on the many criminals that roam Gotham… your newest mission being one of your most important… to find and track information from Oswald cobblepot… also known as the penguin… for his strange deformities, as well as his rumored past… and once you join the force, you know there’s one place to find the penguin when he’s not out causing chaos… the iceberg lounge… a restaurant made for some of Gotham's criminals… of which Oswald has dubbed high society…]

[when you walked in the smell of cigarette smoke and gin filled the air… the place was huge… clearly going with a arctic sort of theme… and as you walked by you saw a few of criminals sitting at tables that you and the other officers had been trying to get for months… and yet you restrained yourself… you had gone under the name Drury Walker, based on another one of Gotham's terrorists that was deemed dead long ago… luckily far before the penguins rising… you had sent him a letter asking to meet him at his iceberg lounge… and eventually there he was… sitting at one of the tables, a along the cigarette holder sticking out of his mouth, his tall brightly colored purple, top hat, pulled over his eyes, his legs kicked up on the table… you tapped them on the shoulder as he suddenly shook awake]

“WEH?! WEH-WHA—WHAT IS THI—… ahah! You must be that… what was it… bloody hell what was the blinking name—Drury Walker! That’s the one! Go ahead and take a seat, why dont you! Whahahah!”

[he said surprisingly friendly… a bit of a contrast to his usual act… or at least what you’ve seen from it]