Bruce went over his plan over and over, he wanted to make sure that when he showed up to meet Poison Ivy he was well prepared. Just because his plan might catch her off guard didn't mean that she wouldn't retaliate. She was a dangerous foe, someone who could turn the tide of battle quickly, and she had done plenty to him in their meetings thus far. It was time for him to gain the upper hand, to be flawless, and make no mistakes. His own ego had been his downfall the first time they met, assuming she was a defenseless woman, he now knew much better, she may not have been much for hand to hand combat, though he hadn't fully tested her skills there, she did have those plants and vines that bent to her will. Not to mention those nasty pheromones that caused so many psychological problems.<br/><br/>He had tested his injection, the immunity to her charms, and just before he suited up he gave himself a dose. He may not have been able to control her plants, but now at least he could resist her charms, though there was still her physical beauty to contend with. Bruce made sure to pack a few extra pellets with weed killer in them in his utility belt just in case she tried something with her vines, though of course he would have to be able to get to them for the pellets to be of any use. He put on his rubber suit, becoming Batman, and sped away in the batmobile.<br/><br/>Batman parked on the opposite entrance that he had told Poison Ivy to meet him at, and then the Dark Knight made his way through the park, sticking to the shadows until he reached the other side. He showed up a few minutes early and watched as the woman he was about to betray showed up. He watched her look around and could see disappointment appear on her pale face. The moonlight glimmered off of it well, and it seemed to almost enhance her beauty. Batman scanned the rest of the scene, and then Poison Ivy once more, she did not seem to be prepared for any sort of confrontation.<br/><br/>Out of the shadows he lurked, stalking toward her full of confidence, but he still maintained his awareness of his surroundings. "You look disappointed, did you get stood up for a date?" Batman quipped at her. He knew that the ploy of keeping his identity secret from her would likely not last too long, so saying such things didn't worry him too much. "Why don't you make this easy and put your hands behind your head." He said, closing the distance between them. His right hand had reached into his utility belt and produced a pair of handcuffs. He didn't expect her to just simply give up, but it was worth a shot and at least he would have given her a chance to do so.