"How did it go?" Bruce asked Adriana as soon as she was home.
She pulled out the tightly folded bill that she had wrapped in plastic.
"What's this?" he asked.
"Careful..it's in there," she told him.
"Oh.." Bruce said and looked it it. "Well done. I wasn't...expecting you to actually come back with a sample. Wow."
"Thanks," she smiled as he kissed her. "Jack got it so I guess I can't take credit."
"Anything interesting happen?" Bruce asked and walked over to the scientific equipment he had set up on the living room table.
"Mateo was there," she said and began to pull off her wig. "He recognized me."
Bruce sat slowly.
"Not as Adriana Wayne but as...the red head with the brown eyes that worked for the Joker," Adriana assured him.
"The one that maimed him," Bruce said.
"He was happy to see me," Adriana said. "After all...I saved his life. He helped us to get what we needed. Glad I wore the brown contacts."
"So, he didn't recognize Jack," Bruce said.
"No," Adriana said.
"That's a relief," Bruce said and carefully opened the bill, exposing the powder. "This is a tiny amount."
"Yeah...about that..." Adriana said. "It was a tiny amount to begin with, even the guy that sold it told us that. Barely enough for a line. They didn't trust Jack...thought he might have been a cop or-"
Bruce started to laugh immediately. "If only they knew."
"Right well," Adriana said. "They told him he had to prove himself by using it."
Bruce paused and looked at her.
"What?" he asked.
"He did a line and was able to somehow most of it in the rolled bill he was using," Adriana said.
"Where is he?" Bruce asked. "Is he alright?"
"He seemed okay," Adriana said. "There was only a tiny amount to start with like I said...he had a very, very small amount."
"I got a hold of a few of the autopsy reports, for the users we know of," Bruce said.
"The dead users," Adriana said. "The one's the police had to kill...what was in the reports?"
"Nothing topologically which is mad," Bruce said. "Everything was normal except abnormally large pineal glands."
"You think that's happened to Jack?" she asked.
"Are you sure he's fine?" Bruce asked. "He didn't have a reaction at all?"
"Not really...he was just loopy and...well very honest with his words," Adriana said. "You think we should go check on him? I mean...I'm sure he's okay. He said he wanted to...go home and rest."
"No," Bruce said. "It's alright, I trust your judgement. We don't have to go and bother him at this hour. I'll just give him a quick video call before I drop this off at the lab. Though I'd be able to test it here, but the amount is so small I don't want to risk any loss."
"Got it," Adriana said and pulled Jack's keys out of her purse. "I didn't want to take any chances of him driving anywhere. You could return these to him later."
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"Jack," Bruce said over the phone. He could see nothing but pitch black on the screen after the video call was answered. "This is Bruce."
