It was natural for Abbie to feel protective over people. It was only ironic that she had to feel that way around someone who looked like they were trying to be a superhero and yet, here they were picking on a poor limo driver off of a hunch he got. His methods weren’t exactly normal or nice; then again neither was Batman’s but at least Batman had the decency not to go after the citizens of Gotham. She watched him pull out the device and before she could do anything, her phone’s screen went black. Her mouth dropped open as she looked down at her phone then back to him. Though her phone was disconnected, she kept herself between the man and her driver; she wasn’t going to let something happen to poor Jared, he had done nothing wrong. Glaring at him as he walked back to the bike and climbed on; this guy was a jerk. Hopefully Batman would catch him soon and put him in his place. Turning back to Jared she made sure he was alright and even offered to drive the limo back to her house before he took it back to the shop. Agreeing he was fine, she climbed back into the backseat and placed her head in her hands. What a night… ---- Abbie was up early the next morning despite being out so late. Her long awaited moment to knock on the new billionaire’s door was today and she wasn’t going to let anything stop her. The beautiful sunny day brought her pep in her step as she slipped into an orange sundress and matching high heeled sandals. Typically she was okay with being short but let’s face it, five foot five inches isn’t exactly the tallest for women. So a good two in heel always made her feel better; at least, she liked to think that. Plucking one of her last invites from her dining room table, she picked up a pin and wrote in a special little note, [i]I look forward to getting to know you. If you want someone to show you around Gotham let me know, I love meeting new people. Best Wishes, Abbie[/i] She didn’t bother writing her last name considering it was on the invitation already. Her handwriting was loopy and bubbly much like her personality and her signature was graceful and beautiful. Nodding to her work she slipped the card into an envelope after attaching her cell phone number and started out the door. The drive to the Wayne Manor was a beautiful one. She had never been up there before but if you lived in Gotham you’d know exactly where it was. Her [url=https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8060/8209830371_d814516877_t.jpg]purple Lamborghini sports car[/url] was something she had grown to love, for the time being; mainly because it was her favorite color and it looked sleek and drove like a very fast dream! The car zipped through the back roads of Gotham before driving a respectable pace onto the estates grounds. Her radio was on, consistently interrupted by news reports of the new person taking over Wayne Enterprises. Richard Grayson, soon to be one of the biggest names in town; this was far from surprising and an invitation to a party where a lot of well-known people would be wouldn’t be a bad starter for him. Mingling is the key to success and it’s all about the people you know in this town and Abbie knew quite a bit of them. Climbing out of the car, the blonde ran her fingers through her hair and checked her makeup in the reflection of the clean car. “Clean, presentable, a little sundress to brighten the day, white smile and perky attitude.” She said to herself in the reflection. “You got this---go gettum tiger.” She said giving herself a playful wink. Pep-talks were never a bad thing before going to do something you were completely nervous about. Her walk to the main section of the house was a peaceful one. The flowers were fresh and blooming, birds were singing and the sun was out at this beautiful 10am time. She didn’t really expect much when she knocked on the door, she expected a butler or a maid when she would just hand off the invitation and be gone; but that didn’t stop her from dressing nicely in fitting sleek light weight dress. So lost in the scenery she actually had her back to the door. The view from the front door alone overlooked Gotham city in all of its glory. Today the buildings were buzzing, businesses were bouncing and people were mingling, but that didn’t stop the sight of the city to be breathtaking. She found herself wondering what the view looked like a night as she brushed some straight blonde hair back from her face; it took her a moment to realize that the door opened behind her and when she snapped back into reality, she turned with a sense of grace. “Excuse me, I got lost in the view; it’s spectacular.” She said innocently before realizing that the view in front of her was just as shocking and breathtaking. Holy hell where can she hire a butler who looks like this?! “Is the Master of the estate available?” She asked politely with a charming smile across her full lips as she tucked some blonde hair behind her right ear. “I won’t take up too much of his time if he has any to spare.”