It was a bit post midnight as Black Cat had just broken into one of the various museums in New York. She was just taking down one of the art pieces as she noticed you behind her. I place the painting down. And here I was thinking I'd gotten my evening nicely planned. A little innocent art theft followed by hot cocoa and steamy chick-lit. I say before walking over to you. So.. are you here to stop me or what~? I asked in a sultry, flirty tone as run a finger over your chest.