Gotham Events Center, Tuesday evening

[blondecanary]

It was the next-to-the-last night of the competition-- the main runway judging portion, and Dinah was feeling fairly discouraged that she hadn't caught or discovered the saboteur yet. A meta, probably female, interested in hurting the models but not wrecking the competition, with knowledge of explosives... it just wasn't enough. Barbara had

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[gothamlights]

"Which one is it? Is it the one with the weird face?"

Never mind that that could describe pretty much all of them.

[blondecanary]

"The Lithuanian one with the weird face," Dinah clarified, keeping her voice down as the stylists brushed blush on her face. "The one that looks like an alien, not the one that looks like a mafiosa. Or the one that looks like serial killer." She darted a look toward Eva, then hissed, "The meta took her place!"

[gothamlights]

"Alienface? Great. So where's the real Alienface?"

"Eva," Barbara put in.

"Should've named her Alienface."

[blondecanary]

She couldn't even argue with that. Dinah thought back, and realized: "She has to be somewhere close. Or her body." God, don't let there be a body. "Eva was pitching a fit about the cream cheese less than an hour ago at the craft table. That had to be the real version. The meta couldn't have had time to take her or hide her anywhere outside the Events Center."

"Tilt your eyes up, Dinah," the make-up artist coaxed. "Thaaaat's it, dear."

Dinah rolled her eyes, did as she was told, and said, "I'm stuck here, but I'll keep her in sight, if you find the real one?"

[gothamlights]

Kyle was, of course, in the audience waiting for a chance to see Dinah strut her stuff. Because when your girlfriend was in a modeling show, you pretty much showed up at every possible opportunity.

Doubly so when your girlfriend was as hot as Dinah.

Even if he was a taaaaad bit jealous of all the time she was spending on the competition rather than him. Not that he was going to say anything about it. It wasn't like it would be fair for him to try to claim all her time, after all.

[blondecanary]

Arms slipped around him from behind, and somebody giggled in his ear. "Here to hit on the models?"

[gothamlights]

He stiffened in surprise, then laughed and leaned back lightly.

"Well, there was one pretty hot one who caught my eye..."

[blondecanary]

"Oh, reeeeally?" Dinah bounced forward to kiss his cheek, then bounced back, tightening her arms around him. "Did she look like an alien, or a unicorn, or a hitwoman?"