As usual, Bruce Wayne hung back in the shadows, waiting for all his guests to arrive, before making his entrance. He had Alfred to take care of them, while he could watch them, while he can put off socializing.<br/><br/>Very few people know his identity as Batman, and among those, an even lesser number realize that in his case unlike other superheroes, the masked vigilante persona was his real personality, while the rich playboy Bruce Wayne was something he made up to blend in with society. Thus it showed, in his lack of interest in the gathering.<br/><br/>He was patient, a trait that had become synonymous with his alter ego, when something caught his interest. Or rather, someone had caught his interest. He studied the new arrival, trying to think of any reason for the infamous thief to return to Gotham and willingly walk into his lair, especially as she knows his identity. He could appreciate her gall, in attending a party in his home, while wearing jewels that she had stolen.<br/><br/>He had always kept track of all his adversaries, though this female had a sort of love-hate relationship with him, where more often than not, they would work together, unless she was stealing something. And he knew exactly where she had gotten the jewellery from, but seeing that the robbery took place nowhere near Gotham, he decided to ignore it for once. For even he had to admit she looked extremely enticing in her attire and he wouldn't want to spoil the night by confronting her, when she hasn't done anything suspicious... yet.<br/><br/>He decided to make his entrance at the top of the stairs, and greeted his guests. He gave a short welcome to them all, before he made his way slowly through the crowd, taking care to meet and greet everyone on his path. While he made sure to keep his steps headed towards Miss Kyle, all the while acting casual, which he knew would not fool the cat burglar. But still, he did not want to be too obvious about his interest either.