Jonathan was not a relationship guy, he never really considered having a partner. He was excentric but quiet, strange but sly, peculiar but clever. Over all, too secretive and villanous to even try to have somebody in his life.

It did not bother him, his loneliness was comfortable, besides, he had never met somebody he found interesting or different enough. Or at least, never before...

Under the warm chandelier lights and amongst the well-dressed patrons of the fancy restaurant, Jonathan's eye got caught on a specific somebody: a beautiful stranger sitting all alone at the bar across the floor.

The ramblings and well hidden plans of Oswald Cobblepot, The Penguin himself who sat right in front of Jonathan at their shared table, had been long forgotten by now, as the young psychiatrist's eyes, ears and mind were completely focused on the stranger.

"Who were they? Why are they alone? Are they waiting for somebody?" Jonathan asked in his head, as he quietly excused himself from the table and walked over to talk to the first person that had ever made him feel love at first sight.