Black Cat always hated how you were always on her trail. Sure it was wrong of her to steal jewellry but fish gotta swim. These arrests were always boring and droll to her. She sighed and rested her head in her hand while she sat next to you on the ledge of the roof of a building.

"This is

*so

• boring... listen baby, we could go around this all night or we could try a different routine."

She murmured before looking at you from the corner of her eye as a smirk crept on her face, figuring out how to keep herself entertained. She's going to mess with you. In the end, all she wants to do is.. well, escape and go back to her ways of thievery. Any natural born thief is also a smooth swindler at heart.

"I get it, I get it. But it's been a loooong time since I did this — particularly in good ol' Manhattan. Time was, I'd be dancing across the rooftops with a bag of jewels in my teeth. But it's like you say "

crime doesn't pay."