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Barbara felt the ding of Duella's message to her and she glanced down at her phone, eyebrows rising in surprise at the picture Duella sent. She'd add it to the contact later, though not right now. Barbara increased her speed when she saw Chloe had gained a lead on her. She was a bit surprised how quickly Chloe was moving but she had longer legs than Chloe and had also been in track, she had little doubt she could catch her. She kicked off her heels while she followed her, carrying them in her free hand as she moved after her friend.

Barbara's heart leapt into her throat when she saw Chloe's turn at the stairs and her fall began. Barbara increased her speed, glad she'd kicked off her heels, though she knew she'd be too late. She practically flew down the hall and skidded on her stockinged feet at the base of the stairs, her eyes widening when she heard the man's voice. She stared at the man, recognizing him from her research but unlike what many girls would do in her position, she wasn't just swooning at a handsome rich man.

Her eyes traced over his form, not to take in how sexy he was or something. No, she was noting the muscles hidden under his clothing. Lastly they went to his lips. Not to imagine kissing them, but comparing them to the lips and chin of Batman, who she'd seen just the night before. And with her eidetic memory, she could perfectly picture them. She imagined them overlayed over Bruce Wayne's features and smirked as she realized that her earlier wild conjecture may not have been as crazy as she thought. She suddenly realized she'd simply been staring and smirking for several seconds. "Thank you Mister Wayne, for saving my friend." she said in a surprisingly calm voice.
 
If Duella noticed Babs didn't bother adding the photo to her contact picture, she gave no reaction to it. There was enough other stuff going on that that fell through the cracks. People running through the halls of Wayne Manor? Falling down the stairs? This was the most exciting gala Duella had ever been to.

Duella was not an athlete, and was not nearly as motivated as Chloe, so she didn't arrive at the scene of the accident until after the excitement was over. She leaned against the wall for a bit and tried to catch her breath.

As Babs had expected, Bruce had caught Chloe before she could complete her fall, and she was currently standing on the step above him...which brought her up almost to his height. The current situation did not help her embarrassment at all, of course, and she was, if anything, even redder after the exertion and additional embarrassment of having fallen. Bruce, for his part, seemed to recognize this and gave her a few moments to collect her thoughts. Fortunately a diversion soon arrived in the form of Barbara Gordon, and Bruce took in her form as well, the playboy in him making sure to take in Babs cleavage as it jiggled a bit as she recovered from her run...and the Batman portion of his mind couldn't help recalling the fact he'd seen her naked less than a day ago. But of course he couldn't...wouldn't...comment on that.

Babs wouldn't be the first young woman to simply smile when she saw him, so Bruce didn't think anything of it when Babs did the same. He was a good five steps down...Chloe had taken quite the header down the stairs...so he was too far away to shake her hand, so he just smiled in greeting instead. "Well, we can't have her missing the party. And I'm not sure our insurance policy is current." Bruce claimed as he then whispered something to Chloe, who nodded and turned to head back up the stairs, with Bruce right alongside her, one arm around her waist to steady her.
 
Barbara noticed Duella's arrival and how out of breath she seemed. Barbara for her part was barely breathing heavy after the short sprint. She glanced at Chloe, clearly worried she might be hurt but she seemed fine. Physically. Emotionally she was still struggling, judging by how red she was. Her eyes returned to Bruce Wayne on time to notice him checking out her cleavage and her cheeks colored slightly at that though she tried to keep her face neutral.

Barbara smiled back at Bruce. "Somehow, I doubt your insurance policy is anything but current and even if it wasn't, I suspect you'd have made sure she was well taken care of had she fallen." She noticed Bruce whisper to Chloe and wondered what he said, deciding at that moment that lip reading would be a useful skill to pick up so she'd need to look into it. When they got up the stairs she looked at Chloe, then at Bruce. "My friend here is Chloe Sullivan." She motioned to Duella. "Duella Dent, though I get the feeling you know her. And I am Barbara Gordon. Hopefully your assistant Sara will tell you about me later tonight." She smiled at him and stepped back into her heels as things seemed to be calming down now. She was pretty sure Bruce Wayne knew who she was, if she was right about his dual identities, but she also knew it'd be odd if she didn't introduce herself.
 
"You'd have to ask Alfred about that. I think he said something about autopay, but I wasn't really paying attention. Rachel was on TV." Bruce casually mentioned the famous pop star who was currently preparing to sing in his home. "And while I do know a few of the doctors, I am grateful it didn't come to that." No one was calling Chloe out on her accident, really, or paying her any attention, so the redness was fading a bit from her face as the pair reached the top of the steps.

"Yes...Sara already said I was required to dance with both of you this evening." Bruce said as he waited for Babs to get her shoes back on, then slipped an arm around Babs waist as well...his hand running a bit close to her ass. Chloe started to turn red again as she realized she was the second partner Bruce said he was going to dance with. Bruce turned to Duella and gave a brief nod...clearly they were acquainted, and Bruce had no interest in making her another dance partner. Duella, it seemed, expected nothing less and just trailed after the trio as they started back towards the main ballroom, Chloe's need for the bathroom seemingly forgotten.
 
Barbara merely nodded as he mentioned Alfred taking care of the bills and arrangements. She was sure that was true but not because he was some mindless playboy who didn't pay attention to anything. Rather, she suspected he had other, more important things on his mind. "We're grateful as well Mister Wayne. That was quite the good catch. Quick reflexes and strength to catch Chloe moving at the speed she was. I'm impressed."

She blushed slightly when she heard what Sara had said. "I see. Well, it would be rude of me to not dance with the host of this wonderful gala so, of course, I will accept." She couldn't help noticing how close Bruce's hand was to her ass and she smirked slightly, remembering Sam having made a comment along these lines. She also noticed the brief nod to Duella and how he hadn't mentioned dancing with her. She remembered Duella calling him Brucie and nibbled her lip thoughtfully, seeing it as an attempt to appear more important than she really was.

She walked gracefully next to Bruce and looked past him to Chloe, flashing her a warm smile before turning her gaze back to Bruce again. "So, Mister Wayne, did Sara say anything else about me? Other than you needing to dance with me?" She was quite curious both about whether she'd mentioned the proposal she had, as well as whether she'd mentioned the events in the library.
 
"As much as I'd like to take credit, she practically fell into my arms." Bruce claimed, and Chloe started turning red again as she recalled that was exactly what had happened. "And I'm glad to hear you accept. I would hate to blacklist you and tell your father you are banned from future galas." Bruce teased her as his hand dropped a bit lower on Babs back...and Chloe actually jumped a bit, though she didn't pull away from him. Chloe saw Babs smile and tried to return it, though it was more of a forced grin and Chloe quickly dropped the effort. She wasn't recovered enough from her embarrassment for that.

Bruce had had an intense discussion with Sara about Babs, both after their encounter last night and Sara's meeting that evening, but Bruce wasn't about to reveal that to Barbara. "She did mention the color of your underwear when I pressed her, but she refused to tell me how she came by that information even after I threatened to fire her." Bruce told her instead.
 
She rolled her eyes at his reply. She knew damned well that even if Chloe had fallen into his arms, he'd still need to be in decent shape to catch her. She also knew the blacklisting thing was just a joke and she considered a sarcastic reply about her dad not approving but knew that'd be dumb, it's not like Bruce Wayne needed Jim Gordon more than Jim Gordon needed Bruce Wayne. She blinked as his hand slid a little lower and she wondered if he'd realized just how in shape she was herself. She also blushed slightly, though she didn't jump as Chloe had. She suspected his hand was dropping on Chloe's waist as well and felt a bit of an irrational jealousy over it which made her annoyed with herself.

Out of all the things Bruce Wayne could have said about her meeting with Sara, the panty comment was the last thing she expected. She briefly glanced over her shoulder, cheeks flaming as she wondered what Duella would think about that then looked back at him. She decided to fight fire with fire and she shrugged. "Well, when she was laying on top of me on the couch I think she got a brief look at my panties, yes. I had hoped she talked to you about my interest in working at Waynetech and the demo I gave her though." She shrugged.
 
Bruce, of course, had already seen her naked, so he didn't need to feel her ass to know how firm it was...but that didn't stop him from giving it a little squeeze as his hand dropped below her waist.

Duella's eyes widened and she gave a low whistle as the conversation continued about Bab's underwear, but she made no comment on the matter. But if Babs intended to embarrass Bruce with her talk about Sara, she would be disappointed as he chuckled instead. "She does like to be on top, doesn't she?" He said, then nodded. "Well, yes, that's how the color of your panties came up. I mentioned that seeing you in your underwear would be a sure path to internship, but she reminded me labor laws and Lucius frown on such things. So I guess you will have to rely on your program instead."

By that time, they had reached the gala, and the room was filling up fast. The band had begun to play, and if she looked Babs could spot the Larusso's...and Dave...across the room. Sam had Dave's arm firmly in her grip, almost as if she was afraid he would run off on her. Sara saw Bruce enter the room with his young escorts and began to head in that direction, her conversation companion right along side her.
 
She felt that squeeze on her ass and it was surreal. If she'd just believed he was nothing more than a playboy it'd have been almost understandable. But she was now almost sure he was Batman. The irony is, that she was so busy thinking about this contradiction that she didn't react much to the squeeze other than a slightly coloring of her cheeks. She puzzled over it until she came to a realization. He's doing it to maintain a cover. He knows no one would expect Batman to act like this. But spoiled Playboy Bruce Wayne? That they'd expect. She looked at him thoughtfully then.

She heard the whistle from Duella and blushed at Bruce's comment about her panties and about how seeing her in them would be a sure path to an internship. She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times but then quipped. "Well, don't worry. My program is almost as impressive as me in my underwear would be." She blushed all over again, unable to believe she'd just said that and quickly looked away from him.

She glanced around the room as they entered and looked briefly at Mister Wayne again, examining his profile, especially his chin, then turned her gaze to Sam and Dave. She smiled as they approached and called over her shoulder. "Duella? This is the Sam and Dave I told you about. Remember, go easy on Dave. He's shy."
 
"I find that hard to believe." Bruce replied as Chloe looked at Babs with her mouth agape, her own embarrassment forgotten as the conversation centered around Babs in her underwear. "I guess I'll just have to compare the two." Perhaps fortunately for Babs, this wasn't the time to get her out of her dress as they were quickly surrounded, and Sara expertly took Bruce away so she could have a quick discussion with him.

Dave, it seemed, had no interest in meeting another new female, but Sam used a bit of her karate training and with a bit of force on his pressure point, got him to walk across the room and join the others.

"Oh...karate girl. Your Sam?" Duella said, and Sam just nodded curtly before she turned to Dave and elbowed him sharply in the side.

"Oh!" Dave said as he jumped slightly, then reached into his bag. He removed a flower, identical to the one Sam was wearing, and after a moments hesitation pinned it onto Chloe's dress. He then removed another flower and moved to do the same to Babs...the only issue being, Babs dress didn't have a lot of room for flowers, and if he moved the strap of her dress at all in an attempt to pin the flower on, there was a very good chance her breast would pop out.
 
She was a little surprised both at what she had said and Bruce's reaction to it. Luckily, Sara dragged him off before she had to come up with any answers. She blinked slowly and then looked at Chloe, reaching over to gently nudge her mouth closed. "Saved by Sara?" She said, wondering if Chloe would know what she meant.

She turned her attention back to Sam and Dave and Duella, hearing her call Sam 'karate girl'. That surprised her a little, she didn't think Duella would keep up with that kind of thing. She watched as Dave pinned a flower to Chloe's dress. When he approached her with one and hesitated, she realized the issue he was having. She smiled and reached out, gently taking it from him she reached up and tucked it into her red flowing hair. "How about this as a compromise?"
 
"Well, that is her job." Chloe spoke for the first time since she'd ran off, a little more at ease now that the majority of people present had no idea how she'd just embarrassed herself.

Dave, of course, didn't resist at all when she took the flower from him, and he smiled when he realized he wouldn't have to mess with Babs what looked like a very precarious dress. That was the only answer he gave as he stepped back...right into Duella. "Hey!" Duella protested when he stepped on her foot, and she shoved him lightly to get him away. Dave hadn't been expecting the obstacle of her foot, or the shove, so he stumbled...right into Babs, his hand, as luck would have it, finding her breast as he struggled to maintain his balance. Chloe's eyes widened as she saw what happened, and she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Dave's other arm to steady him.
 
Barbara smiled at Chloe and grinned. "I meant she saved me. Not him. Though maybe she saved him too in a way."

She smiled back at Dave and then in sort of slow motion she saw the series of events. Dave stepping on Duella's foot. Him stumbling after she shoved him. And him falling into her. Luckily for both of them she put one foot back to brace herself so they didn't go tumbling down. She looked up at Dave, her cheeks flushed. "Dave..." She said in a very firm voice, her eyes narrowed. "You know what this means?" She pushed him back gently so he was standing straight again. "You owe me a dance before the night is out Mister."
 
"She saved him from a lawsuit I think. And probably not for the first time." Chloe declared as she remembered the feeling of a strangers hand on her ass.

Dave didn't consider anything of what just happened to be lucky, though a few of the male bystanders who saw what happened would disagree. He hadn't even considered the fact Babs might have gone tumbling to the floor, treating the room to the show Sara had gotten earlier. As soon as he'd steadied himself (with Chloe's help) his face turned bright red as he realized where his hand was, and he yanked it away like it was red hot...inadvertaly striking Sam in the breast as he did so. Sam had been so distracted by events she didn't even have time to block it before she let out a small gasp at the intimate contact.

Dave looked at Babs fearfully when she addressed him after the mishap, then relaxed a bit as she delivered her 'punishment'. He'd been afraid she was going to hit him or something. But a dance? He could do that...he supposed, and he nodded meekly in response.
 
Barbara smiled at Chloe. "For there to a be a lawsuit, I'd have to be willing to bring one up." She shrugged. "I think he was just being a flirt, though a rather overt one and if you notice, he never tried to say that my getting hired had anything to do with what he was talking about. Well, he did sort of but it was clearly a joke, which he let us know by mentioning Lucius, whoever that is."

She bit her lip in amusement as Dave swatted Sam's breast. If she didn't know Dave was just a shy klutz she'd have thought he was doing it on purpose. She suspected he didn't much mind the contact but it was truly an accident. She smiled at the meek nod and patted his shoulder. "My dance card is getting rather full it would seem. Don't worry Dave, it'll be nice." She looked around the area and smiled, spotting a table with drinks and various food. "Shall we get something to eat and drink maybe?"
 
“I’m not sure it works that way. Your Dad would certainly have something to say about it if you started running around here in your underwear. “ Chloe pointed out. “And Lucius Fox is his business manager. “ Chloe had run across his name more than once in her attempts to get hired by Waynetech.


Dave looked back at Sam with puzzlement. Had he done what he thought? Sam was no help, as she just smiled at him sweetly. He was distracted enough that Babs touch caught him by surprise and he jumped a bit, though this time he was fortunate enough not to land on anyone.
Chloe, of course, latched ont Babs suggestion. “CAKE. “ she said as she spotted a couple of promising looking plates. She grabbed onto Dave and Babs arms, trusting Sam wouldn’t feel left out and not caring about Della, and began to guide the pair towards the deliciousness.
 
Barbara grinned at Chloe and leaned over to whisper. "No worries, I wouldn't be in my underwear where people can see me. Well, maybe one or two people." She nodded at this new intel. "Lucius Fox. That's a great name." She pursed her lips thoughtfully, as something occurred to her, what if she told Mister Wayne Chloe helped her with her program? It'd be true. In a way. She'd loaned Barbara her laptop after all.

Barbara saw him jump and was prepared to grab him should he set off a chain reaction again but fortunately this time nothing happened and she smiled in relief. She laughed at Chloe's excitement about cake and moved in that direction, not having much choice. Barbara looked over the selection when they got to the table and grabbed a glass of punch and began filling a small plate with snacks, avoiding the fancier stuff and going for things like the little sausages on toothpicks.
 
“Well it would defeat the purpose if no one could see you. “ Chloe pointed out with a giggle. She shrugged when Babs commented on Lucius name…she’d heard it often enough to be used to it.


Chloe, for her part, went strait for the cake. She took a plate and a fork, then cut off a small section of the cake and placed it in her mouth. “Mmmmmmm” she said blissfully, ignorant of the chocolate frosting now on the corner of her mouth.
Sam did not avoid the fancy stuff, and she couldn’t help but laugh at Chloe with her cake.

Dave had disappeared for a bit, but he soon returned with five glasses of punch , held a bit precariously in both his hands. Chloe and Sam saw the potential accident and quickly took their drinks. Dave then turned to Babs to offer her one, but froze when he saw she already had one. “Oh. “ he said, not sure what to do with the extra drink.
 
Barbara rolled her eyes at Chloe's reply and whispered to her. "You've seen me already in that and less." She wasn't sure why she said it but she couldn't help herself.

She grinned at Chloe's appreciation for the cake and stepped forward, gently wiping the frosting from the corner of her mouth with her thumb. "You really enjoy your cake." She licked the frosting off of her thumb then turned when Dave returned with the drinks. She saw his uncertainty when he realized she'd grabbed a glass and solved the problem in the most direct way possible.

She downed her glass and set the empty on the table then reached out and took the glass he was holding out from him. "Thank you Dave. Anticipating my needs as usual I see." She said with a grin and a twinkle in her eyes. She took a sip of the punch and smiled, eating one of the sausages she'd gotten with her other hand.
 
“I’m not the only one. “ Chloe fired back. “ and I can’t get you a job. “ she looked a bit puzzled when Babs wiped at her mouth, then blushed a bit when she saw the resulting frosting on Babs thumb. “Thanks. “ she said, then shrugged. “Cake doesn’t come up that often. Certainly not stuff this good. “ she said as she selected another piece. “You have to try it. “ she insisted as she got a forkful and presented it to Babs.

“Y…you’re welcome. “ Dave replied gratefully when Babs took the extra cup from him. He gave the other one to Della, who just shrugged in response.
 
She grinned at Chloe's response though she did blush a little at that reply. "Touche" She shrugged, not judging Chloe at all for her cake fixation."I'd hope it's good. Our host probably paid the best bakeries for it." She leaned forward when Chloe held out the piece of cake and bit it off of the fork with a smile. "Mmm it certainly is good."

She saw the way Della shrugged at Dave's niceness and stepped towards him, turning to look at Della. "You know, Dave here is the best friend a girl could have. He saved us from some thugs at great risk to himself only 2 days ago."
 
"I am glad you approve." A voice spoke up behind her, and Alfred hmphed slightly. "I made it...bakery indeed." Alfred scoffed as he continued his rounds of the gala.

Dave, unfortunately, had just taken a bite of the cake Chloe offered him when Babs mentioned his so-called heroics. He certainly didn't look all that heroic as he began to couch and choke on the cake. Sam quickly moved to his side and began to rub his back, hoping that would help clear his throat. Chloe moved in as well and presented a napkin to him, just in case he coughed up some cake. Dave was distracted enough with his choking/coughing fit that he didn't even really notice he was the center of attention fo two attractive girls as he took the napkin gratefully.

Duella, for her part, ignored the interaction and looked at Babs with interest. "So...sounds like Miss Goody Two Shoes had a bit of an adventure in town. Tell me about it." She demanded.
 
She jumped slightly when Alfred spoke from right behind her and looked guilty when it seemed she had offended him. She made a mental note to track him down and apologize to him later.

She watched as Dave choked and suddenly was being fussed over by Sam and Chloe. For a moment, she just stared then a slow smile curved her lips and she shook her head in amusement.

When Duella spoke up she looked at her. "Which do you want to know about? My encounter with the Ghost Dragons or the brawl with Cobra Kai where Dave heroically saved us?"
 
Dave, it seemed, quickly recovered from the choking and slowly stood up strait again, though he seemed to lean a bit heavily on Chloe as he tried to regain hsi bearings. Once Dave had recovered, Sam stepped back a bit and caught Bab's reaction, to which Sam shrugged in response. What had Babs expected? That she let her 'date' just choke to death? Neither of them had seemed to notice Alfred's comment.

Duella raised her eyebrow a bit as Babs gave her a choice of encounters to hear about. "All of the above." Duella requested, while Chloe looked at Dave suspiciously when Babs called him a hero again, but this time he had no adverse reactions to the praise.
 
She smiled when she saw Dave seem to recover and lean on Chloe. She glanced at Sam, seeing the shrug and winked at her, holding her fingers over her chest in the shape of a heart and wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. She was pretty sure Sam didn't have a thing for Dave but it was fun to tease her anyway.

She shrugged. "Well, not much to tell about the Ghost Dragons. They ambushed me on the bus into town and ripped my clothes off. I broke one of their noses and got away. I ran into a GCPD Detective named Bullock and he helped me arrest them then get in touch with dad. As for the Cobra Kai, they were messing with Sam here. Chloe and I leaped into the fray to help her since she was outnumber four...five? To one. One of them got the drop on me and the fight was turning against us but Dave charged in and saved us all. Afterwards, we all became good friends."
 
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