Buffy leaned against the crate, watching the tough guys beat up Batman. And then watched Batman beat the tough guys up. Noticing that there were only four left, Buffy wondered if she should interfere, or join in. Nah, she had a long night. It was somewhere near 1 am and she was tired. She had played with Batman enough for one night.<br/><br/>"Man, you sure do know how to come back from a fight. Being all on the ground like that and now you're almost winning. Impressive." She continued to watch and started to think about the contract she was given on him. Could she hurt him? Yes. Did she really want to hurt him now? Not really. Tomorrow, sure. Now? No.<br/><br/>As she watched Batman, she couldn't help but be impressed with him. Whoever- or whatever he was under the suit was good at fighting, clearly had a great body, and was a great opponent for her. Maybe if all else failed she and him could go on a date. That was very unlikely though. She put more stock in the scenario where the idea of a date was her beating his ass. Buffy watched until the remaining men were gone. "I have to say, impressive. I didn't expect you to jump back so quickly from being a human punching bag." She smiled at Batman and stopped leaning on the crate. "So, what now? Is it our time to go at it, or are you the more romantic type and will make me meet you somewhere for a truce or some shit."