She has a moment of clarity

'Hands! Hands in new places! Oooh... I'm so fudg...fucking horny right now... how... why am I getting turned on so fast.... this... this isn't right'
Stumbling backwards against the man pawing at her breasts, she looks around wildly, turning her x-ray vision on 'There! A camera... and another... walls clad in lead... it's a trap!'

"No! I don't want this... get off me!" giving a push, Kara uses a modicum of her super strength to push one of the guys to the side and hurrying through the gap created, setting of at a fast but human feasible run as soon as she's out of their circle.

As she puts some distance between them, she hears them yelling in the distance "Hey, get back here you fucking whore!" and another shouting "Give me back my money bitch!"

Running to the right down the alley she saw earlier, then taking the first left she can see the backdoor of Club Lango at the far end.
'Oh Rao... that was crazy... those were normal guys and yet I'm breathing as heavy as if I've been in a hard fight... or I guess it's because I'm turned on?
I should go home, tell Alex someone put a trap for me... or maybe it was just for any unwary girl... dammit, maybe that was a clue for the missing girls and I ran of...'
Slowing down as she nears the club, Kara looks conflicted 'The reason I came here is still valid, even if I feel all messed up, I still want to try this so fuck it... fudge it, I'll try for a job here and see how it goes'

Once more moving with purpose, she heads for the door marked 'Club Lango, employee entrance' and knocks on it.

On the second floor of the building the five young men came out of, behind walls of lead, 2 women sit in front of a bank of monitors swapping their view between cameras down the alleyways so they watch Kara's every step until she enters Club Lango.
A third woman stands behind them looking furious, her head mostly encased in a black leather hood with a pair of stylized cat ears on the side and incongruously, a pair of goggles pushed up on her forehead.
"What the fuck went wrong? She landed where the damn clairvoyant witch said she'd land, even if she couldn't give us the exact day we'd still practiced this down to a T." she kicks the empty third chair in frustration.

Grabbing a mic from the table, she opens her mouth, and then after a moments hesitation, puts it back down again.
"Damn super hearing, send a text message for them to get back in here, I want a full debrief inside the lead shielding. Did any of you see any proof of the v2 periwinkle Kryptonite having the effect Lord and his partner promised?"

One of the women at the console, a blonde, turns her chair around and shrugs "We don't know how she'd normally behave... but I mean, when Fred pulled her sweater against her tit, her hard nipple stood out enough to be visible without zooming in anything extra. I'm sure if we'd had two rings with the stuff instead of just one and the pill, she'd be too far gone to... well, whatever it was that spooked her."

"Cameras, she looked straight at two of our four cameras and then bolted, I bet she used some sort of super sight because they are damn invisible from the street" the dark haired woman still focused on the monitors says as she's pulling up images on the monitors of Kara looking straight at the cameras.

Catwoman sighs, then slumps down in the only available chair "Well fuck me and my need to see what's going on I guess, a bit less overview and by now we could've had a horny and compliant Supergirl inside this building, giving us her identity and fucking whomever we wanted until we'd have enough videos to **** her into ANYTHING, instead we've got... well... we got a ring and a pill we know works on both her and her cousin I guess, so not a total loss."

The dark haired woman pulls up the image of Kara entering the strip club "If this periwinkle stuff works like they said, she should be uninhibited and horny as all get out for a few hours still, and in a rather shady strip club at that. If we wait a bit and have someone else approach her, or contact the guy running the club about helping... loosening up his new hire, I'm sure we can still get some or all of our goals out of this."

Smiling widely, Catwoman pats her dark haired minion on their head "See, this is why you're my favorite kitten"