Staring at her reflection, Poison Ivy caressed her bruising jaw, emerald eyes shadowed by the way her brows furrowed with disdain. It wasn't a particularly nasty discoloration, but it stained her flawless complexion nevertheless, and Ivy even winced as her finger grazed along its sensitive center. She should have been more observant, she knew better than not to be, and Ivy scolded herself. The hallucinogenic blossoms used against Batman had never been tested on anything larger than a rat, and she should have been studying him more carefully instead of getting caught in whatever drugged babble may have escaped his mouth. This failure of focus made her angry with herself, but what made her more furious was the Dark Knight's unpleasant reminder that was so evident on her face. He had gotten lucky, and in reality, so had she.<br/><br/>"Why don't you jus' string 'em up by his little pointy ears, and use him like a batty piñata, and call it a day," Harley shrugged behind her, giving the fly trap she watered a playful kissy face before adding, "That's what I'd do."<br/><br/>"Because, Har-"<br/><br/>"Or, or, or..." the blonde interrupted. "You could cut 'em up into little pieces an' feed 'em to Fluffy here. He'd eat like a king for months on that overgrown rodent. Wouldn't ya little fella?"<br/><br/>Ivy couldn't help but smirk, even in her bad mood, not for the gruesome demise the crazy clown had suggested but for the way she had cooed towards the carnivorous plant she tended to. Turning away from the hotel mirror, Poison Ivy faced the bombshell, crossing her arms under her chest as she leaned against the sink. "I do love that psychopathic imagination of yours, but no, we are not going to 'feed him to Fluffy', Harley," she asserted. "That's a little too easy anyway, and entirely too...Puddin'."<br/><br/>Harley pouted and then rolled her eyes. "You gotta admit he's got an edge for flare," she retorted. "But I know, I know, we're not trying to kill anybody, new leaves, and blah, blah, blah."<br/><br/>She was mocking her, but knowing it was in the most endearing of ways, Ivy was not slighted. "Yes, and blah, blah, blah,' she returned, lifting from her slight recline to pace towards the window were she pulled back the sheer curtain to peer outside. There had been a number of surprises in her last encounter with Batman, and the full scale of them had begun to work a number on Ivy's self confidence. Not only had he been prepared enough to think to adorn his suit with toxins, but he had managed to free his mind from her typically controlling essence. He had found and mustered a way to counter her tricks, and she was beside herself because of it.<br/><br/>Or perhaps it was an unexpected side effect that had assisted him, but whatever the case Batman's unique ability to resist her left Poison Ivy's confidence bruised far worse than her jaw. She wasn't used to being countered. She wasn't used to a fair fight. It was then that she realized, toe to toe, tooth and nail, was no way for her to claim victory over the Dark Knight. Theirs would need to be a battle of wits, she could only conquer him if she was able to convinced him, and that would take far more than a little suggestive talk and a few respectable blows.<br/><br/>"Speakin' of bat chops, I'm starvin'," the blonde groaned. "Whactcha say I order us some room service..."<br/><br/>She went on talking but Ivy slowly tuned her out, her mind elsewhere as she looked over the small corner of Gotham and the smell of rain invaded her senses. Batman was far more clever than she had given him credit for, but in all his intelligence and will, he had to have a weakness. She just had to find it. She recalled the agony that contorted his face during the few moments when her blossoms had carried him away and wondered just what the hero had seen. True, the visions he experienced could have been fabrications, images made up by the darkest fringes of his mind, but Ivy knew the look of real agony when she saw it and if she had to bet, whatever Batman had seen had been painfully personal. But what was it?<br/><br/>"Hey, earth to the crazy plant lady...whatcha want to eat?"