As the tall woman who looked like The Lady Superb, just with far fewer layers, moved towards Diana, the amazon’s instincts – her warrior’s instincts that is – kicked in. The Lady intended her harm. Her body language just oozed it.<br/><br/>But as Diana started to shift her feet into a fighting stance, the threat vanished. Instead of some fighting move, the white-clad woman hooked her hands around Diana’s neck and pulled her into a fairly unexpected kiss. Wide-eyed, Wonder Woman’s other divine instincts kicked in, as she leant into it, letting her lips and tongue return the favour.<br/><br/>Once the embrace was broken, Diana angled her head sideways, with her hands on similarly cocked hips – if she had known the Wonder Woman of this world, she might have recognised it as something of a seductive perversion of her signature stance.<br/><br/>“Miss you?” Diana asked breathily. “I wasn’t aware you were interested in … those sort of things, Lady Superb. If you are Lady Superb; I’m uncertain.” She gestured to the screen. “He looked a little like Baron Bruce of Wayne. Though I don’t think Baron Wayne would wear a mask.<br/><br/>“Someone please explain what’s going on. And where we are!”<br/>