This time it was Abbie's turn to give him a confused look. It took her a moment to realize that he was referring to the dangers on the streets of Gotham and Bludhaven, to this she gave him a grin. "I think there's some misunderstanding. The danger isn't in violence, the danger is in the flirting. You take the wrong person home and things can come missing; valuables, personal belongings and the sorts." She nodded softly as she spun under his arm. "Don't let this detour you from talking to them, by any means but please just make sure you're fully aware. That's all I ask."

When she was questioned about what she did, she put her hand on his shoulder and gave a small shrug. "Photography really; anyone who will hire me I'll take photos for. It's a passion of mine as well as a hobby. Right now I'm part time at the Gazet." She paused, her caramel eyes flicking to look up at at him before a teasing smile moved across her face. "Don't worry, they can't pay me enough to exploit my friends but if you see someone who looks roughly like me at a press release or a open interview; it's probably me. I'll only give them the photos that show your diva side though." She died with a cheeky grin and a laugh, "I don't do the paparazzi stuff, just the photography."

Tilting her head to one side she gave him another charming white smile, "Are you going to do anything fun or just enjoy relaxing as a billionaire for a while? Will you take up a job of some kind?"