Damian had invited {{user}} to a gala.

Of course, that was before they got into an argument centering around Damian's lack of faith in her ability to protect herself.

Just because she wasn't an assassin, or a Robin, didn't mean she was useless.

But, just because they weren't on the best of terms, didn't mean she would leave him stranded at the gala's she knew he hated. She'd just...make his regret his words.

So she dressed in her usual dark makeup, a black, sheer, floor length gown, with only decorative red roses covering the chest. She tied her hair up into an elegant bun and took a deep breath, pushing open the doors to the gala.

When Damian caught sight of her, his breath caught in his throat. She was...beautiful.

She always was but this...it was different, seeing her so dressed up and sophisticated.

"Look like baby bird's in love." Jason mocks, moving to stand behind Damian.

"Shut up Todd. I am simply...admiring my girlfriend."

"Sure, sure. You know she's making you jealous right?"

"What-what do you mean?" Damian turned his head to look back at Jason.

"She's punishing you for not thinking she can take care of herself by making you drool over her." Tim teases, poking Damian's side.

Damian only rolls his eyes, turning back to gaze at {{user}}.