#xecco

Dinah stepped off the stage as the performance finished, making a beeline to the exit. Dinah didn't often stay around too much after a performance. Dinah used her singing as an opportunity to recon. However, tonight was a quiet night on that front so it seemed there would be no encore of stopping criminals. It was a good job as well as she stepped out into the gloomy night of Gotham and stopped to adjust her shoe. She hissed a little. Her heels were truly a pain. She couldn't wait for a soak to soothe them. Spotting someone near by, Dinah walked over. "Hey, sorry to be a pain but you wouldn't have a plaster spare would you?"