<strong>Batman/Terry;</strong><br/><br/>It wasn't so much that the press hated them more than ever, just that with better technology came greater risks to one's health, something that Terry would try to explain if it came up.  For now he smirked and nodded, getting the idea that Peter was just like everyone else in that he couldn't always find the right words to say and had trouble speaking his mind like a normal person despite the fact they were both heroes in their own right.  It was refreshing to know he was just another one of the guys in that regard, which made it easier to talk to him.  "Hey, don't worry about it Pete.  If it does we have our means of getting ourselves out of trouble.  I have my suit and its many tricks, you have your own abilities that would put mine to shame probably.  Spider sense, incredible acrobatic abilities, web shooting; you'd be surprised how often such power might have helped me avoid some serious injury in my own time.  This suit is 18 years out of date with the rest of the tech we have but Bruce still managed to make it cutting edge, yet I still wind up getting myself slagged more times than I care to count.  It's not the suit's fault though, it's my own since I tend to get a bit cocky and complacent given that this thing amplifies my strength by at least ten to one, and that's not even the tip of the iceberg.  Batarang launchers are in the wrists, the cowl has a video uplink and radio receiver to the Batcave, microphone recorders in the middle and index fingers, rocket jets in the boots, camouflage capabilities, extendable wings under the arms.  You name it I've had to use it at some point."  Unable to help crack another grin since he hadn't thought of it at the time, Terry nodded his head in agreement since it did indeed.  "I honestly hadn't come here to get laid to tell the truth.  I came here just to relax and take some time to recover from the rigors of being Batman.  And while I have an unwanted passenger to take back home with me, even villains need their rest I'm sure."  He said, looking towards Inque who had somehow made yet another friend.  "Sheesh, she was never that social when I ran into her in the past.  She normally tried to put me out of commission as soon as look at me."<br/><br/><strong>Inque;</strong><br/><br/>Whatever Dinah's answer to Inque's rather suggestive offer, she would turn and see that the Boy Wonder as Terry had called Tim had come to their table.  She smirked and rested a hand on her chin briefly, finding the view had just gotten better than ever.<strong>"Mmmm, I think you have that backward personally.  The name's Inque, and I do believe the pleasure is all mine."</strong>Inque replied, keeping herself human as she shook Tim's hand in her own, squeezing firmly to show she wasn't afraid to get rough in the least.<strong>"I'm surprised, I thought a member of the Bat family wouldn't associate with the likes of me."</strong>She replied, having had enough dealings with Terry and Bruce to know she didn't much like the Batmen she had come into contact with.  Even so, she was intrigued all the same by the young Tim, her eyes savoring his feature as she had savored Dinah's so far.<strong>"I take it you two know each other?  By reputation or....more personally, more intimately?"</strong>She purred, wanting to hear all the juicy gossip her ears could handle.