Playboy is Prepared

Diana barged into the Playboy’s room. Inside was a California King sized bed covered in satin sheets, and some risqué artwork.

“I see you’ve found my secret hideout, Wonder Woman,” a voice said over the speaker system.

“Show yourself, coward!” Wonder Woman said. No concern in her voice.

“In time,” he replied, “You know I’m a very rich man. Money can buy me anything I desire. How much is your price, Diana?”

Wonder Woman tried to avoid showing fear at the man knowing her name. She began searching for a camera or anything. Then she began coughing.

“As you are unaware, since you entered my bedroom without me present you have been exposed to nanobots. Tiny robots that can rewrite anything.”

“Oh no!”

“Oh, yes! And soon you will no longer be Wonder Woman...”