She was, to be certain, dressed to kill that night. And the running? PLEASE. Gardiner had had more than a bit of experience back at Scotland Yard--well, at least enough to know to wear expensive gel insoles in those stilettos. (*wink*)

Once they'd been seated at Tasso's (only the best Greek fine dining experience in Gotham.), Louise smoothed the folds of her vintage attire and draped the napkin across her lap as the menus and wine list were placed in front of them. Squinting slightly, she perused the many offerings.

"Care to split an order of hummus and dolmades, love?" The redhead glanced up, clear azure meeting sea blue.