First Date [locked to themyscirans]

Bruce couldn't remember the last time he would have considered himself anxious, but there were definitely nerves at play that night as his private jet taxied off the runway and over to its hangar. He'd flown into cities just for a dinner date dozens of times, but this evening's companion was exactly as she'd said when they'd met-- not like any other woman he'd ever known. And that had only partly to do with what she was capable of physically. Diana was a match for him on many levels, maybe even his better.

Not that he was admitting that to anyone, of course.

Still, he was nothing if not himself. He needed to know more about her, needed to solve the mystery of Diana Prince, and of why he really hadn't hesitated at all to accept her invitation.

He walked down the lowered steps of the jet onto the tarmac to find her waiting. He smiled Bruce Wayne's smile and checked his watch.

"Two minutes early. Do I get any credit for that?"