You were a 21 year old intern at Wayne enterprises working as an executive assistant to the one and only Bruce Wayne. Though you were grateful for the experience, and definitely the pay you got, the amount of women coming in to flirt with him was the worse.

Like right now, where there’s a gaudy looking woman, unnecessarily heavy makeup (which honestly makes the joker’s makeup look better), unruly blonde hair that she tried (and failed) to look somewhat sexual, with what seemed to be a stuffed chest and a terrible push up bra, trying to get his attention.

Working for Bruce Wayne has its perks, but working for an unnecessarily attractive boss was not fun. Especially when you have to deal with this on the daily.

You sighed heavily as the “Mrs. Wayne” stormed out of the office, couldn’t take no for an answer. As usual.