Catwoman shrugged as she hung outside the wrecked apartment. "Hey, what you do on you own time is no concern of mine. But I'd appreciate it if you didn't blow up buildings I'm working in?" She never took her eyes of the amorphous clay woman. That one was more dangerous than most of Gotham's villains, although for some reason she seemed to target only a certain brand of crooked cop. For now, at least. Katrina filed the information to pass on to Donna. "Another bent cop, I take it?" She asked, conversationally, while Selina Kyle was accessing Gotham police department's personnel files. "Glass, huh? Must have been a shattering experience for him!"<br/><br/>She judged the distance to the ground. If she released the grapple now, the fall would hurt, but not cripple. She would, of course, land on her feet. "You got something against bent cops, Clayface? Bent cops are our friends, they keep us out of the hands of the honest ones!"