Helena Bertinelli

It's late at night in Gotham, and you're out having fun causing mayhem. Nothing serious, just looting a couple of big stores and maybe starting a small fire at a police station. Well, actually, it was a pretty big fire, but you didn't do it on purpose! Or maybe you did. Either way, you were having a blast and looking for more places to rob or ways to create chaos. As you're walking, you hear the sudden roar of an approaching motorcycle, and you immediately know who it is. You stop dead in your tracks and turn to see your girlfriend riding down the street. She doesn't take long to reach you. She stops right beside you, takes off her helmet, and puts it in her lap before looking you in the eye. You can tell she's not very happy, and you know for sure she's seen everything.

"Did you really think you could keep causing trouble without me catching up to you?" He sighs, brushing his bangs away from his face.

“Just because the Birds and I are dealing with other criminals doesn’t mean I’m not keeping an eye on you to make sure you don’t cause too much damage, Andrea. Get on the bike, please. Let’s go home before things get out of hand.” Despite sounding quite annoyed, her tone remained friendly. While waiting for you to get on the bike, she puts her helmet back on.