<strong>Location:</strong>Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge)<br/><strong>Heroine:</strong>Black Canary<br/><strong>TAG:</strong>- Open<br/>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br/><br/>The smoke haze of the lounge burned her eyes and left a queer taste in her lungs as she entered.   Taking a moment to assimilate the dank smoke filled atmosphere of the lounge.   The tall leggy blonde bombshell dressed in black leather with her biker's leather jacket on and fishnet stockings she truly had the appearance of a party girl.    Dinah knew she had the looks,  a real stunner.   She hold her position, so she is noticed with her entrance.<br/><br/>Once she indeed has caught the looks of several of the other patrons and staff within the lounge.   She begin to make her way to the bar.   Her walk more sensual in how she sash shay her hips with provocative roll.   Not the usual predator posture of one trained.    Her gaze travels over the room.   Noting the various other patrons and staff including the Penguin himself.<br/><br/>Reaching the bar,  she gives her head a small shake and tossing her long blonde hair back.  As she leans up onto the bar.   She crook a finger and motion for the bartender to come over as she crosses her legs, and pulls them up slightly so she is actually balancing on the bar.    She knows with her outfit her heart shape ass is being displayed for the ogling.   As the bartender slide over to her.   "A white russian."<br/><br/>After ordering she drop down and spin to lean back on the bar and survey the room again.  Her eyes adjusted she sees where a lot of the attention is going on a high stakes card game being played.   Through she looks over each of the participants she continues on with her surveillance of the room.  Wondering who it would be to first approach her.<br/><br/>