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WHO: Helena Kyle and Dick Grayson, Selina Kyle and Bruce Wayne
WHERE: That one really nice restaurant that it's ridiculously hard to get into
WHEN: Sunday night
WARNINGS: Awkwardness, maybe innuendo?
SUMMARY: Helena and Dick go on a date to a nice restaurant. It happens to be the same restaurant Selina and Bruce to go
FORMAT: starting out para

Helena was looking forward to tonight. She was looking forward to a lot of things lately, thanks to Dick. She enjoyed spending time with him, even more than just the fact that she was spending time with someone in a somewhat romantic capacity. There was a lot to like about Dick.

Tonight, she liked the fact that she was more than happy to pull out her most expensive heels and her little black dress, the one that turned heads and was for the type of high society functions she never really went to. Dick had somehow gotten them reservations to one of the nicest, most exclusive restaurants in town and she was looking forward to a low key evening.

"You know, it's pretty impressive that you got us in here," she said, arm linked in his as they walked into the foyer. It was also impressive that he was taking an evening off from patrolling, at least the early evening, to go out.

[ooc: Order Helena, Dick, Selina, and Bruce?]

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Helena thought that Selina and Bruce had seen quite enough of each other. But she also knew that Bruce made her mother happy, very happy so that was worth something. Quite a lot, actually. So Helena would be completely civil for her mother's sake.

"Dick and I were thinking the same thing," she said. "We have spent many evenings out together in public, so when we did we wanted to do it right."

Selina nodded at Helena's comment. "Seems you two have very good taste."

And maybe she didn't just mean the food choice.

She was about as subtle with it as a herd of stampeding elephants. But subtle had never been her style, even if she was a cat burglar.

"Must run in the family," Bruce said, perfectly innocently. Honest.

Helena would have argued that, but she didn't want to insult Selina's taste. Also, she didn't want to make this some sort of contest. Bruce was a complete ass, but he was a complete ass that made her mom happy.

"What can I say? I'm lucky enough to get it from both sides," she said, flashing a grin. Bruce could take that and stuff it, she wasn't going to argue or play his game.

Really it's pretty amazing, the ability Bruce has to reduce him in a sentence back down to that sixteen year old kid caught locked in a safe with Babs. God.

Not that Helena's really helping much either, right now. He takes a sip of water and hopes the lighting is dim enough that it's not obvious how much his cheeks are heating up.

Selina does notice and guessing the cause, gives Bruce a little elbow to the ribs. Even if she technically started it.

She sips her own water and goes for a subject change. "I said yes to the League invitation. Reserve membership."

Otherwise occupied with revelling in Dick's embarrassment, Bruce jumped when Selina nudged him and shot her a filthy look in return. Almost like real parents.

He settled down when she mentioned the League, however. In fact, after a quick scope of the room to ensure their conversation was adequately private, he looked rather pleased. It was a quiet sort of pride and he elected not to say anything, instead giving her hand a quick squeeze.

Selina's admittance caught Helena by surprise for a moment. Her mom wasn't really the teamwork type, she didn't think. Especially with a group of heroes like the League. Helena was aware that Selina knew most of the League members, but she didn't think she knew them as colleagues. Especially considering what her mom was.

"Well, congratulations then," she said with a smile.