<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/>The hand on her thigh sent shivers through her.  Like a thousand needles that has her stomach suddenly in butterflies.   How Dinah even kept her cool in  the moments she spoke is beyond her.  Yet after her provocative dare.   She is caught unawares for a brief moment.  As Miska's other hand produces a silver gun as she feels the presence of his hand settle between her breasts.<br/><br/>It matter not that the barrel of the gun pointed up under her chin by an inch.   Her stomach rolls over,  a flutter with the butterflies even more.  Through not from fear,  for he had no plans to kill her.<br/><br/>She takes a moment,  which gives the effect she is trying to collect herself having suddenly been caught in a fearful situation.   Finally she settles herself down.  Giving a ever slight nod of agreement.   With it she begin to slowly rise up out of the bar stool.   Causing her to press agains his hand with her cleavage.   It sends a another wave through her, and at the very moment she felt like a school girl swooning.<br/><br/>It doesn't help when she is fully on her feet.  Her legs feel like rubber.   Closing her eyes for a moment she in the brief moment meditate to get her equilibrium.   She then opens them back up.<br/><br/>"You don't need that.   Unless you fear that I best you if I am here to cause trouble."<br/><br/>The brief moment to center herself did the trick.   As her voice is taunting just as it is intoxicating.   She then begin to walk towards the direction he had pointed towards.    Inwardly she smiles as she is being taken to Cobblepot.<br/><br/>