No One.

Pamela Isley asleep on the floor and Dr. Stream kneeling beside her was too good an opportunity for you to have fun before getting back to work, but you suddenly think about the craziness that's happened, relating to sex recently. You finally resolved to have these women get back to normal before people get suspicious of what you were doing with them. "Alright, you two. Listen carefully--" You could feel your entire throat warm up and clear your throat; Your voice changed again, being a bit more smooth and a smidgen deeper. You continue, "...I am going to gently press my finger on your foreheads, and you will feel a warm, very relaxing power spread through your entire bodies, starting from there. Ivy, sit up." And she slowly complied, dragging her body along like puppet, with her eyes still closed. Both women now were on their knees in the exact position, awaiting your touch or command.

With seemingly no time to waste, you did as you told them and daintily poked their foreheads. The expressions on their faces that kept relaxing every second, told that they felt the 'power' that came from touching them. "Good... Very good..." you encouraged, watching them succumbing to your words and smile weakly. "Now, let this warmth take you both into its embrace. Let yourself go, wrap yourself in this power." After waiting a few seconds, you continue this hypnotic session you started, saying that when he tapped their foreheads, Lynn were to return to normal before Ivy influenced her with her pheromones, as was Pamela, and that she was to go back to her cell so that Dr. Stream could try putting in as good a word in for her. "You should work with your doctor to be released from Arkham correctly. Understand?" They gave out a soft hum of a 'yes'. You gave Pamela a tap first, then Lynn, watching as they snapped out of their trances. They quickly took notice of how undressed they were, one feeling more shame than her former mistress as they adjusted themselves. Lynn lastly fixed her brown hair back into a bun, and you decide to get things back on track. "So, Doctor. Pamela's really taking steps in the right direction, isn't she?"

"Why ask such a ridiculous question?" Ivy mused, her smirk trying to either mock or entice you. You weren't sure, but you didn't bother to find out. "My treatments are helping me to bloom into a promising person..." She was definitely taunting you.

"It is true," Dr. Stream agreed. "Working with her for 5 weeks, at least, she has shown progress. She could be ready to reintegrate into society again in a matter of another 2 or 3 weeks." She explained it would take that long for clarity of their work to truly show to everyone. You didn't like that Poison Ivy, stubborn as the homicidal weed she was, could join other people again where she could whack them all over again.

"I hope so, Doctor. Please keep me in the loop of how things go." She nodded, and before you left, you emphasized to Pam about being on her best behavior. The last thing you heard her say was, 'Don't worry, Shadow. My flowering is beginning...' Not something that inspired hope in you... Well, after that mess was straightened up, hopefully, you wonder if there was anything to do before desiring to visit Supergirl back at the Watchtower.