Of Course

Batgirl jumps from rooftop to rooftop, praying that no onlooker has spotted her naked form. This is humiliating. As she makes her way through the City, she notices where her path has taken her.

"Shoot," she mumbles.

Looking in front of her, she sees that she has accidentally made her way to the Iceberg Lounge. Penguin has used this as his base of operations for years, and always is sure to booby-trap the rooftops after getting one too many visits from Batman and Batgirl.

Seeing no other option, she quietly drops down into an alleyway outside the Lounge. As she lands, she hides behind a dumpster, hearing voices nearby.

"Did you get the items?"

That voice was unmistakable. It was the Penguin himself, Oswald Cobblepott.

"No, sir. We couldn't get inside the building, the alarms went off and the GCPD arrived within seconds. We all had to run away."

Batgirl peeked her head out from behind her hiding spot, seeing Penguin and a few of his men standing at the end of the alleyway.

"Crap," she muttered, knowing she would have to wait for them to leave.

As she hid behind the dumpster once more, she felt her leg hit a hard circular object. Before she could react, she saw a smaller metal trash can falling onto the pavement.

*CLANG*

"What was that?" asked Penguin, clearly hearing her mistake.

Batgirl's eyes widened. She may have just made a fatal error, as they were alerted to something happening in her hiding spot.

"I'll go check it out," offered one of the henchmen.

He approached her location, slowly walking down the alleyway ready to discover what had made the noise.

Batgirl looked down at herself. She was stark-naked, without an inch of clothing to cover her body. She couldn't let her foes see her like this, it would effectively ruin her ability to operate as Batgirl.

She had to do something, and fast.