Exhibitionist.

With that decided, we put Skin on watching Chloe’s online activity, then turned to the other news of the day. Harley’s...date night proposal.

That...consumed the rest of our meal, though we didn’t get anywhere. The options were simple and all shitty. Going along was potentially deadly. Not doing it was eventually deadly, unless Harley could be controlled before she discovered it. Refusing was immediately deadly. Setting up a trap with anyone but Batman was suicidal. Setting up a trap with Batman revealed at least Rapetoy and maybe more once he started digging into everything, which he sure as fuck would if any connection to the Joker surfaced.

No option was good. So, for now, we’d stall, as intended. If worst came to worst, we could probably get the program suspended. But without Alyce on a leash, that would be dangerous, for my career, not life.

It wasn’t until we’d reached the same conclusion I’d started at and were finishing up our meals that I realized that we’d left Andre squatting in the corner for the entire meal.

I felt a bit guilty, but when I glanced over, he was smiling. “Don’t worry about him,” Asa said, reading me easily.

I was still dubious, but Diamond smiled too, “Don’t worry, he’ll be rewarded for his good behavior. And he can stand to miss a meal or two.”

He was actually quite fit, but it wasn’t really any of my business. “The question is when to complete his transformation?” Asa asked. “It would help, get most of his family under control, assuming they actually love him. Might get us pretty far along that mission too,” Asa suggested.

Which prompted a whole discussion about the mission, as Diamond hadn’t noticed it popping up. She was quite confident that Tyrone did not like, let alone love any of his father’s bastards.

It was low priority compared to Penelope and especially Harley. The problem was Harley’s unpredictability made her hard to plan for, or against. The Crime Doctor was out there too, but soon, soon, everything would be coming together. We spent the rest of the meal just talking about our future plans and goals. By the end, Diamond was far more comfortable with what she’d chosen for Chloe, though she wasn’t thrilled by the fact that the damn app was clearly trying to tempt all of us.

Or the fact that Asa straight up admitted she’d fallen for the temptations it offered. After some discussion, we agreed that when we could, we’d meet to discuss before making decisions, but for challenges, or anything where we had a unique opportunity, I’d have to decide on my own, unless we happened to set things up in advance.

The rest of the meal flew by and when Diamond stood up to leave, she kissed me hard, and adjusted her clothes to be just slightly disheveled, before she let her husband free and took him home.

Asa and I talked for a bit, then she headed out for another shoot. While I...vegged out, then crashed. I’d had a long fucking couple of weeks and every time I tried to relax, something else went wrong. But now, nothing happened and I was able to just lie there and let my brain relax. I felt myself drifting off...wasn’t there something else I was going to do today? My brain was drifting as I felt sleep encroaching on my mind…