Mad Love

Part 10~ The Dress

Tonight was my date night with Floyd and I must admit I am quiet nervous. I had Pamela come over and help me get ready. Turns out the paper she gave me was a phone number. I must have been very tired on Monday because I found the crumbled up piece of paper stuffed in the cottage cheese.
"Darling you look great. Now let's go raid your closet for clothes."
She lets out a hearty laugh and saunters over to my closet. She threw out every article of clothing before she stops and sighs.
"Darling your closet has-well let me put this bluntly. Your closet depresses me at the lack of color. Literally all you have are work clothes and a pair of pyjamas! We are going to a friend of mine and we are going to get you something more...suitable"
I nod and Pamela grabs my hand. We go to my car and she takes to the drivers seat. I walk over to the passenger seat and jump in as she drives off barely giving me time to close the door. We sung terribly to as many songs as we could and I forgot to check the time. We made it there at about 5:12 and as we got out of the car I couldn't help but notice it was abandoned. It was just an abandoned apartment complex. I turn to Pamela for reassurance and she walks us up to the door. She knocks in a super secret type way and a seductive hiss rang into my ears through the door.
"What is the passsssord?"
Pamela clears her throat before saying the phrase that I will try to remember.
"Pretty cats always pur perfectly"
The door unlocks and Pamela walks in. I stay put before reluctantly walking in too. The door shuts behind me and lights start to turn on around the room. It looked like we were in a living room. Suddenly Pamela runs up to a woman I didn't notice before and hugs her. The woman looks as though she hates all human contact, but opened her arms wide for Pamela.
"Well well well what do we have here?"
The woman begins to circle me eyeing my shoulders and other parts of my body. I shivered lightly at how uncomfortable it made me.
"Oh yeah Selina this is Harleen. She has a date with a certain someone tonight and she doesn't have a dress. I need you to help us out in this major crisis"
Pamela says putting emphasis on the word crisis. That name sounds familiar, but I don't know from where. Selina steps out of the shadows and I can see her face for the first time. It was Catwoman. She was the patient that escaped!
"Hey aren't you Catwoman?"
I ask her and she nods her head.
"And you were my psychiatrist in Arkham. I decided long ago nothing in Arkham counts until it happens outside of the house walls so I put the fact you didn't save me from the drugs behind me. Now let's go get you measurements"
She walks me over to a stand with 3 mirrors in front of it and digs through a drawer. I just stand there looking at myself. What are you doing Harleen fraternising with criminals you could loose your job if police find you. Well it looks like this Selina character can really make outfits judging by hers. I can't resist to see how this turns out I'm staying. Selina took my measurements and went out of the room into another to see my outfit.
"Hey Pamela"
She looks at me and tilts her head slightly to the side as if to say 'what'.
"Want to have a sleepover whenever I get home from my date?"
She nods her head and goes back to flicking through her brightly coloured magazine. I got so bored waiting I started to count how many times she turned the page.
Turn
Turn
Turn
Turn
"Harleen come try on the outfit"
Called Selina ushering me to a fitting room. When my eyes landed on the shiny looking red and black dress me jaw dropped. It was beautiful. I can't believe I get to wear this. A matching pair of black pumps sat by a make-up table. I unzip the magnificent dress and slip it on letting the tingly cold feeling of the material swallow a part of my body. Dang Selina! I slide my pumps onto my feet and do a spin in front of the mirror. After a few more seconds of being petty and starring at myself I go over to the make-up table to see white earrings and a set of white bangles. I put them on and apply one last coat of blood red lipstick.
"Are you almost done Harleen?"
Pamela asks impatiently.
I walk out of the dressing room and both of their jaws drop open.
"Wow"