There was something wrong about the situation as a whole. Batman couldn't quite put his finger on it yet though. He sat down at the table, the candlelit room making it hard to see clearly. He saw the champagne sitting there, but didn't do anything with it yet, and then he heard her speak. It was not Vicki that much was true, but who it was he didn't quite know. The voice was unfamiliar and clearly the person was disguising their own voice well enough.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b3b300">"I am not sure who you are, but clearly you are not Vicki, I want to..."</span>then he was cut off by clapping.<br/><br/>Batman was rather surprised to say the least, the hair on the woman was all wrong, like it was a wig, but the black dress was familiar enough, he had seen that on Vicki before. It was always possible there was something in the room to make him hallucinate, but he was not sure and so far he hadn't detected anything wrong. The servers brought their dinner, a pesto dish, and then he saw the first clue. A 'J' drizzled by the sauce was staring him right in the face. It wasn't too hard to see that something truly was wrong.<br/><br/>There wasn't much time to worry about things though as the woman got up and headed toward him. Then it happened, she gave things away, 'Mr. J' was a clear reference to The Joker, the same man that haunted his nightmares recently. It was not a good sign at all. As she took off the wig Batman didn't completely recognize the woman, he hadn't known The Joker to have a female friend at all, he figured she had to be an admirer of some kind. Batman was not quick to react, he saw little threat from her, and the longer he let things play out the easier he would learn of the reasoning behind this ruse. After she cut off the dress though Batman got a good view of the sequined shorts, they were right in front of his face after all, at least until she kicked the dress off and it covered up his face.<br/><br/>In his temporary blindness Batman hoped that an attack wouldn't come as he flailed at the dress and pulled it off from his face just in time to see the bat shaped cake that clearly had bad intentions. As the scantily clad woman grabbed him he ran with her, at least as fast as his bulky suit would allow him to. The blast helped propel them out of the window and they fell, seemingly toward their imminent doom. The woman appeared very happy about this as she held onto him. Batman had other ideas though, he grabbed onto the woman with his left arm and pulled her close while with his right he grabbed his grappling gun and fired it at the adjacent building. He knew that it wouldn't hold, they simply had too much momentum and too much weight for the cable to hold.<br/><br/>It did latch on though, and their decent slowed down,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b3b300">"you are crazy..."</span>but before he could finish what he wanted to say the cable broke about ten feet from the ground. He pulled the woman close as he landed on his back, and allowed her to land on top of him. The padding from the rubber in his suit helped absorb the impact, but the extra weight on top of him expelled all of the air from his lungs. Batman laid there, dazed, underneath the sexy and scantily clad woman, completely at her mercy for the time being.