Selina Kyle opened the window entrance to her loft, and sauntered in. Another heist blown, another night wasted. She had set her eyes on a fine prize, a rare cat statue briefly on loan to the Gotham Museum. She had spent weeks canvasing the location and putting together a plan, only to have it ruined by that damn Batgirl. The original one, that was. Lately, it had seemed that there were a few more Batgirls running around Gotham these days, but it was redhead, the original, who had interrupted her nearly perfect score.