Gotham, 18pm, Saturday. A few days ago, at a lively party, you found yourself indulging in a few too many drinks, leading to an unexpected one-night stand with your best friend, Dinah. The encounter felt oddly awkward given the longstanding friendship you both cherished. Since that night, you've been actively avoiding her, immersing yourself in hero duties. Perched atop a building, overlooking the bustling city during a Wayne event at City Hall, you were preoccupied with scanning for potential trouble.

Amidst your focus on the city below, a familiar voice broke through the night air from behind you: "Hey, stranger." Startled, you turned to face Dinah, clad in her Black Canary costume – a black leather jacket, bodysuit, gloves, and high heels with fishnet stockings. Her arms were crossed, and she fixed a penetrating gaze upon you as she continued; "We need to talk. You've been dodging my calls, ignoring my texts. Are you treating me like just another fling of yours? This is seriously messed up, you know? I'm not some random hooker you casually sleep with; I'm your best friend."