Everything had gone just as Catwoman had planned. Together with Harley, they had infiltrated The Club, the local Mob hangout, and had quickly despatched two of the local ‘girls’, as the women who worked there were known.
With their captives nice and secure, and relieved of their costumes, it was time for Catwoman and Harley to assume new identities, and to get closer to The Boss.
“Ohhhhhh….Miss C……..I look like a freak”, Harley muttered, as she reappeared in the guise of a club waitress. “Not even Mr J would make me wear something like this”.
Catwoman was speechless! There was definitely a lot of work to do with this one she thought to herself.
“Harley, don’t you think”, Catwoman pointed to Harley’s head, “that may just give you away”?
Catwoman then indicated her own outfit. "But hey, at least you're not done up like Donnie Darko's S&M sister".