Matchmaker

"I do believe we can build a medical wing somewhere, Master Bruce," Alfred said sarcastically as he applied the clear gel on Bruce's open cut wound. He had taken a cut to the jaw from Daggett's man last night, and this morning he had a meeting with Daggett himself.


"I'll regret asking, but what excuse are you to provide Mr. Daggett? Surely he must have heard of your-The Batman's predicament last night." The butler asked as he stepped back and picked up the medical supplies. Bruce stood up and swung on his suit jacket as he looked into the mirror and replied.


"I think 'Bruce Wayne's' reputation should suffice. I mean the entire world must think that almost every beautiful woman has the right to leave me with a scar on my face." Bruce said as he smirked at his guardian through the mirror.


*"I do hope to see a day when Bruce Wayne isn't the "other guy" to you. People, even you, may say that you have only one mask, but I know there are many more, and those that even you can not see hurt you more than that cowl ever did," Alfred said with a pain in his voice.* (I love this line)


"Alfred," Bruce said in a reassuring way but was interrupted by the knock on the door. The billionaire fixed himself and opened the door to the housekeeper, who informed him that Leslie was here. He thanked the old lady and joked for Alfred to set up another place at breakfast.


"My, my! Bruce Wayne up before the sun."


"Lee! Good to see you. How've you been?" Bruce hugged his "aunt" good morning and walked her into the sitting area.


"I hope you don't mind me here without calling ahead, but my place was under renovation and we had no place to stay."


"Oh you're never a burden Lee, and always welcome," he stopped as he ran his hand over his jaw before continuing, "We?"


"Oh yeah, Selina was staying with me for a few days. Dear girl, has been under the weather since last night."


That's not how she was with me last night. He looked over the mahogany sofa to see the thief curled up in the nook.


"The more the merrier." Bruce said to Leslie as she left to see Alfred in the kitchen.


"I certainly do hope it wasn't because of me," he whispered as he sat down next to Selina.


She finally looked up at him and flashed him a dry smile.


"Hey, it was I who kissed you," she reminded him. "It was a bit under expectation though if I may add."


"Well we can always have a round two, intentionally this time." Bruce said, already leaning in, but was pushed away.


"What's going on?" he asked sinceriously.


"After the ball I went home, then I left again, and Isis, my cat, left with me," she paused as she stood up and reflected on the night before. "but she didn't come home."


"She's a cat. Maybe she just wanted to stay out last night."


"Yeah, but this is not like her."


"Ok, then where did you see her last?" Bruce asked, remembering when HE had seen the grey feline. Which, unfortunately, was by the way the robbers had left.


"What's worse, is that I wasn't with exactly with the best of people." Selina replied, pacing back and forth.


"I wish you the best of luck finding her." They both looked up to see Lucius Fox coming up to them.


"Lucius Fox," the acting CEO of Wayne Ent. Introduced himself to the cat burglar.


"Selina Kyle."


"Pleasure to finally meet your acquaintance," Mr. Fox said, tipping his head to his boss, who stood up to greet him as well.


"I'd love to hear the story behind THAT," she said laughing.


"I'm afraid it's going to have to be another time. Mr. Wayne here has an important meeting with Mr. Daggett at work today."


His guest's sudden expression told Bruce that she definitely recognized the name.


"YOU are doing busi-" her concerned voice was cut short when Lee and Alfred appeared into the room.


"You're taking him from us? Lucius, he hasn't even had his breakfast yet."


"I'm afraid it's going to have to be brunch after all, Lee," Bruce said, kissing her forehead as he grabbed his coffee.


"I'll take everybody out somewhere nice, my treat!" he said, raising his cup to his first time guest. Bruce walked over to the sofa to pick up his overcoat, and hugged her good bye.


"You'll find her soon," he whispered in her ear as he kissed her temple.


After collectively saying good bye to all, he left with Mr. Fox, onward to work- to his confrontation with Roland Daggett.


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