<strong>Location:</strong>Lower east end Gotham USA (Iceberg lounge)<br/><strong>Heroine:</strong>Black Canary<br/><strong>TAG:</strong>- Misha, Open<br/>(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQkPi4m6JRvlDLEMYBCz1Fj6rKjSiIMg67LLkNqdQG-vGMkpG3ElA)<br/><br/>Three of Penguins henchmen,  members of his goon squad started towards her.   Dinah merely held her casual posture.  Seemingly obvious to the trouble coming her way.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of her vision.   The high stake poker game going on.  A minor disturbance, as the tall menacing male stood up.  In the process send away a not to happy disgruntle Penguin girl working the club.    It seems she has lost her meal ticket for the night in work.<br/><br/>As he crossed the room it is evident that she has drawn his attention.   He sits down in the bar stool next to her.   Clearly a man with some status in the lounge as he takes the bartender off of mixing her drink  and getting his first.  As he merely stated to the bartender he is on Misha time.  So her strong aromatic male is named Misha.<br/><br/>He turns on his bar stool to face her, his knees almost touch her.   Dinah turns a look towards him.  She cannot help but let out a small slip and smirk as his eyes blatantly rove up and down.  As he checked her out.     He make a point to reference the thugs of Penguin.   Inquiry in why she is here and finally come on with a line she must be cold and he could warm her up.<br/><br/>Dinah licks her lips slowly as if wetting them in preparation.<br/><br/>"It would not have been a fair fight."<br/><br/>She answer first to the reference of the thugs that had been closing in.  Of course with the sparkle in her eyes,  the not being a fair fight was for the thugs side in they be in over their heads.    As she paused for a moment taking in the over all heady smell of the male next to her.<br/><br/>"Looking for fun or perhaps business.  Either way as I see it there really isn't any innocents in here.    Yet after hearing his lounge singer,  I say Cobblepot  is need of a real singer.  Through I might just be muscle coming in to extract reparation for Cobblepot boys doing some damage to my boys.  So should I submit myself to a pat down search.   To make sure I am not carrying any type of weapon on myself."<br/><br/>Her voice teasing as she spoke.   Yet sultry when she suggested she be pat down.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>