At the Iceberg Lounge

[flightlessfelon]

The lounge was getting ready to open for the evening and Oswald was, as usual, brimming with excitement.  Another night, another set of possibilities.  Whole new worlds could open or close tonight. The band was ready, the staff was set, and Oswald was raring to go.

It had been a long day; he had spent much of it dealing with the bookkeeping

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[azure_avenger]

He's been making an effort to get out more - Ted has felt like something of a recluse for months, and now that most of his action as the Blue Beetle involves remotely piloting a robot substitute, he's feeling more like a hermit than ever.

Looking only slightly awkward in his dress clothes, he arrives to claim his reservation - dinner for one.

"I need to meet more women."

Ted mutters to himself, before greeting the Maitre'D with a smile.

[jla_extras]

The maitre'd eyes Ted suspiciously for a moment.

"And you are..?"

[azure_avenger]

"Oh, uh - sorry. Ted Kord. I have a reservation for dinner.."

The maitre'd seems to think Ted looks a little out of place, but after verifying the reservation, escorts Ted to a table.

[flightlessfelon]

The club is filling up and Oswald decides that it is time to start working. He gets up from his table and begins to mingle with the crowd, it was very busy tonight; this makes him smile.

He noticed Anatoli Knyazev entering a little while ago. They had locked eyes for a moment, but the time was not right to engage with the KGBeast. Oswald wasn't in the right frame of mind. But he was feeling better now, and there was no time like the present to mend fences.

"Sheila dear", he says stopping the nearest member of the waitstaff. Placing his arm aroun her waist he leans in closesly and whispers "If you head to the bar, you will see a very large, very mean looking man with a very strange hand drinking vodka like it is going out of style. Be a dear and fetch him a frozen bottle of Charodei with my compliments."

He wondered, to himself, how the Beast would respond to his offer. "Ah well, no time to think about that now, the ball is, as they say, in his court."

[femme_du_chat]

"Oswald."

The voice as it approaches him in unmistakable for thsoe who have heard it. There are stresses in certain places as she speaks his name, making it a sensual thing as she closes the distance between them. Selina Kyle is wearing a smile on her face. She doesn't think she's been here more than a handfull of times since her engagement but that makes each one more memorable.

"How's business?"

[flightlessfelon]

"Selina darling! What a pleasure to see you," he kisses her hand. "It's been ages, positivly ages since we last spoke. A little birdy tells me that you recently had a run in with our mutual clown friend. How is the the psychotic bastard doing these days Selina?" Oswald smirks as he asks the question.

"Oh, and the wedding plans, I almost completely forgot! You are engaged now aren't you? I haven't gotten an invitatioin yet, I am invited of course? We go back such a long way."

[femme_du_chat]

"He's...." Selina frowns a bit, "It was really strange. More so than usual." The wedding plans comment gets a small laugh, "When I have a date, Oswald, I'll be sure to let you know."

It isn't likely she and Bruce will ever set a date. Of course, then again, she didn't think she'd ever be engaged, either.