The game begins.

“Go **** yourself, Chibi.” Selina dismisses the diminutive Japanese man with a roll of her eyes and heads over to Héctor to find out what job he wants her to do. The shapely Gothamite stands next to her husband's friend and waits, since he is talking with one of the Convention organizers.

The slightly overweight official looks over at Selina and smiles. “I didn't know you hired a spokes model.” His eyes center in on her t-shirt converted chest. “The 'Hottest Booth Babe' competition starts at 2:00 PM.”

“She's just a friend,” Héctor chuckles, “helping me with the business today.”

“Oh.” The organizer looks genuinely disappointed. “Well, the cosplay competition is at 3:00 PM.”

Before Selina can respond about her disdain for all things of geekdom, Hiro interjects, “Is there any benefit for Mr. Rodríguez if we enter one of these competitions?”

“For the cosplay competition, not really, the prizes only go to the competitors.” The official explains. “But for the booth babe competition, third place gets your vendor fee and all convention costs waved, second place has that plus $1,000 for the model and the company, first prize is fees waved, $5,000 for both, and a professionally made youtube premier ad that runs for a year.”

“Wow.” Héctor reacts in surprise. “That's huge.”

“The organizers wanted businesses to hire higher end models this year.” The official smiles at Héctor and then goes back to looking at Selina's chest. “That's why they increased the rewards.”

“So, Mrs. Anderson”, Hiro looks at Selina with a reserved leering stare, “What do you think about this?”