Pamela, it was a sweet name, rolled nicely off of his tongue. Bruce was enjoying the presence of her company far more than he would any of the easier more shallow women he usually associated with at gatherings like this. Truth be told he was rather glad he had found her, though she was his enemy, in this current moment of time she was a guest at a party. Any indication that he was at all suspicious of her would give away or potentially give away his nightly identity and that was not something he could afford in this moment. He kept up the charade of being interested, which was not hard since he genuinely was at this point.<br/><br/>"There is nothing wrong with being a botanist Pamela, the world could use more people who care more for the environment and those who are knowledgeable to help fix it." He tried to put her at ease with the idea that her job was actually important, even if it wasn't glamorous in the money department, which is certainly was not. Though knowing that explained a lot of her affinity with plants, and her closeness to them likely gave her an edge in her field of work. As her arms draped about his neck and they swayed together to the gentle music he listened whole heartedly to her question. A sudden burst of lust filled him, Bruce had not yet taken the new antidote he had been working on, and he had not been expecting her to use her charms in any way.<br/><br/>"Well you are my date Pamela, clearly you are attached to me at the moment," he stated with a wink while his body reacted more and more to her luscious outfit. His mind swirled a bit, but he fought it, he knew he had to remain in control of himself. Of course he also knew that the more he fought her charms and resisted the more he risked exposing himself to her, but that was a risk worth taking. He continued to dance with her, "tonight I wanted to be with someone who wasn't quite so easy, someone who could provide a bit more conversation. It is rather hard to gather the attention of my most trusted butler, so I knew there had to be something special about you."<br/><br/>Genuine flattery, part of it because he wanted to, the other part because his body and mind were telling him to do anything he could to woo her in an effort to see more of what laid beneath that dress that hugged to her curves so eloquently. There was an increase to his heart rate, his pupils focused in on her face, traveling between her hypnotic eyes and where the black dress revealed a small part of her breasts. "By the way, no need to be too formal with all of the Mr. Wayne business, call me Bruce please." He said with a smile as they continued to sway together, though now he pulled her tight to his body, pressing her breasts against his chest, and the bulge in his trousers pressed into her as well.