[Twenty minutes later, the pair of vigilantes are seated on a highrise overlooking the river. Red Hood is a few feet behind Batgirl, perched on an air conditioning unit. His hood is pulled up, and his face is visible from the eyes down. A domino covers his eyes, and a light…
“Glad to see my charms aren’t lost on you.” He smirked. “No, there’s a gooey caramel center under here, Batsie. All you gotta do is lick off the outer coating.”
He didn’t have to see her face to know that got a rise out of her.