We Like To Party (Bruce Wayne)

[Selina Kyle]

Selina held the invitation in hand as she rode in the limo. She hated parties, but for her she had to keep up a reputation. After all these people were rich and none of them had a worry. That’s how she figured that they would never miss anything, if it disappeared. It was a birthday party, she sort of meet, but never talked with. Although she chatted with other people, they would probably notice her gone. Sighing to herself she looked out the car watching building drive by. The limo was rented but she didn’t want to draw to much attention to herself. There was a line for but she knew what it was. Finally, reaching the building at the party was to be held.

She waited for the limo driver to let her out. Selina stepped out letting her silver shoe land to the ground, it had a purple ribbon that tied around her leg (stopping above her ankle), almost making it ballet look. She slipped out of the car exposing her purple strapless a line dress that reached just above her knee. Looking around she felt the cool wind brush around her. Turning around to the driver she smiled to him and told him that she’ll be while. Nodding he shut the door. He walked to the driver side and drove off. She walked into building, finding the area where the party was held. Giving the Invitation to the man he nodded to her then opened the doors. It revealed people already partying and drinking. She stepped into the room, walking to where she knew some people. Some of the single men swarmed around her as she talked to an acquaintance.

[Bruce Wayne]

Bruce had gotten into the party without any questions. With an Italian girl on one arm and a French girl on another he meandered around the room casually talking to people. He had mixed feeling concerning these gatherings of snobbery. He Generally enjoyed fund raisers and giving to good causes but he never could feel right amongst people so caught up in wealth. Of course no one would think by talking to him that he was anything but one of the elite of that kind. He played the part of billionaire playboy well.

As he wandered the room he casually ditched the two girls he had come in with, instead opting for a drink. Taking it to a corner he leaned against the wall, relaxing for a moment before returning to mingle once again.

[Selina Kyle]

Right as Bruce Wayne walked into the room, the group of Selina’s acquaintances stopped what they were doing to watch him. They whispered different stories of what happened to Mr. Wayne. Watching him and listening to the stories Selina rolled her eyes at some of the stories. “He died, and then suddenly came back to life.” “I heard he married and divorced three different women all in the same day.” “I heard he decided to buy out America.” She really couldn’t take it anymore. A butler walked around with wine glasses; fill with all sorts of drinks. She picked out a white wine. Taking a small sip she wandered to another group of acquaintances. She really wanted to know if anyone bought anything, so she could come in as Catwoman then take it. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Bruce take a short break against the wall. It was almost as if he was tired being around the snobs. Focusing back in the people, Bruce walked back into the party. He peeked her curiosity. Taking another sip of wine she observed him around rich people, without being obvious.

[Bruce Wayne]

As he moved from the wall and back into the crowd Bruce was faintly aware of the eyes watching him. They weren't the eyes that always followed him at these sorts of things. They were different. They had purpose. He circled the room a few times talking with various people before coming to a stop next a woman in purple dress. He extended a hand.

"Good evening. Bruce Wayne, I don't think we've met."

[Selina Kyle]

Selina finished her drink. Giving it to a waiter with an empty tray, she continue to talk to some friends. When Mr. Wayne walked up her, the people around her smiled. She inwardly rolled her eyes. He introduced himself she could help but to smile.

"Everyone seems to know who you are, I'm Selina Kyle." She put her hand out to him. It was to either shake it or to kiss, either way it was something she was still getting use to. "I know I never meet you before. How are you liking the party?" She hated small talk but everyone keeps doing it, so it rubbed off.

[Bruce Wayne]

Bruce took the proffered hand, giving a light shake. He spoke with a sly smile on his face.

"Oh It's a fine party, Though I generally like them a little more lively myself."

He took a large swig of his drink.

"So Ms. Kyle, what is it you do?"

[Selina Kyle]

"The party is only beginning, considering it's a party for a 21 year old, I believe her name is Melissa." She watched him take the swing of his drink. Taking a look up and down at Bruce she smiled at him.

"I'm a Private Collector. I like to collect cat items. My mother started the collection and I wanted to continue it." She watch a younger man walk onto the stage.

"Excuse me, We have just received the DJ. He will be taking requests over by the stage on the left side. And enjoy yourself to music and dancing."

[Bruce Wayne]

Bruce smiled, as he looked down into his drink.

"Ah to be young. A collector? Sounds enjoyable. I don't collect much of anything myself. The legacy my parents left is already enough. I prefer to give out wealth to those less fortunate than myself."

He looked over to the stage as the announcement was made.

"About time they got here. I was beginning to think there wasn't going to be anything worth doing at this party. Shall we?"

[Selina Kyle]

Bruce was something Selina wasn't expecting. She loved giving what she didn't want to the unfortunate people because she was poor herself when she was little. Now she had want she wanted and can get anything she needed. She looked up to Bruce and smiled.

“We Shall.”