#☽☾☽☾ ✶* ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵛᶤˡ ᶤˢ ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᶤˡᵛᵉʳ ᵗᵒᶰᵍᵘᵉ *✶ interaction

[magicmistrcss]

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      “i’m imaginative! look, i’m wearing red - clearly that’s something different than my usual,” he joked as he splayed his arms out and gave her a genuine grin. “i’ll have to pass on the bunny ears, but maybe you can spot me a mustache? y’know, i could say i’m matches malone. again.” he teased giving a one armed shrug before scanning the room around them as she drew even closer. dropping his voice, he glanced back down at her. “i don’t like this,”

      he frowned, shaking his head as he stepped back to let a very inebriated guest go by and between them, watching with acute suspicion before turning to look back at the other. “i put a tracer on my donation, i somehow doubt penguin’s giving charitably.” he gave her side-glanced smirk before nodding once. “i could always do with a buddy, especially in a party - i hate social gatherings.” he paused, “i got the suit stashed away in the museum, one short access to the rooftops and i’ll be good.”

“A color change, how daring.” Her tone was trying for flat, but she couldn’t help smiling at him. “Aw, am I not doing a good job being tempting ‘cause of the costume? I know that’s not exactly an angel’s role.” She joked, swaying her hips so the sheer skirts of her gown swished around her legs. Then she turned to a contemplative expression, and peered up at Bruce and touched the edge of his jaw to tilt his head as she pretended to consider him. “Mm, I don’t know, you fall back on Matches so often, and I always feel bad fucking up your face. Maybe if you promise not to use the accent.” Her laughter was light, but she watched as he looked around them and dipped her head in quiet acknowledgment.

“I made an additional donation straight to a real charity for penguins to balance mine out. Your solution is more practical though.” After knocking back the rest of her drink, she placed it on a passing waiter’s tray, and took note of the uniform. “I’m always up to be your buddy. And, yeah, I noticed that somewhere within the first dozen times I helped sneak you out of one.” She remarked with a fond smile before she tipped her head in another nod. “I can be less glowy. Say when and I can pretend to need some air.”