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Stephanie had just put the pan on the stove and got it lit. When he stired she figured she would get it hot and put in a little oil then change his water so it wasn't stagnent. Didn't want him to get sick if there was something in the air that he would drink or something. She put the oil in the pan and its sizzled a little as she pulled out another glass and cleaned it. Then she filled it with water from the sink before moving to pick up the other glass and switch them. She barely even notice he was awake till after she put the glass down. "Oh..." She said as she sat down on the coffee table again. She smiled at him and waited for his responce. She still didn't remember that she didn't have her suit on really. It hadn't even occured that she didn't since she hadn't worn it in so long. She had just been Stephanie not Spoiler, not Robin, just Stephanie. She wanted to say more but she figured she would wait for him to tell her if he needed something or to move more if he could without pain.

Stephanie smiled at him. "I'm making some eggs, you want some? I am sure you want to go...but...I would like to check your bandages and so a real quick concussion test before you leave..." She said gently but with the tone of a doctor. Guess it had rubbed off more then she knew. She got up slowly and made her way to the kitchen. She stirred the pan a little with her wrist. "Did you want some and if so how?" She pulled out two plates and washed them as she waited for his answer. She also thought about how little she knew. She wasn't sure if he was Tim, or if he even knew batman. Then she remembered his costume and hers in the other room. She looked over at him with his makeshift mask. Mask...damn...wait she could make this work.

Savage led the way to the door on the left, the only room on that floor not for staff. He opened the door, and held it for Sapphire. "After you," Vandal Savage said. He was figuring at this point that, judging from her mannerisms, how she was more conservative in attitude, less open than normal, she was a heroine, an enemy, but he was willing to play the part himself, at least for tonight.

Savage walked in after her and closed the door. Taking off his jacket and draping it over the back of one of the chairs, exposing just a little more of his upper body through the white long-sleeve dress shirt he had been wearing under it, he said to Sapphire, "Alright, make yourself at home. Because that's exactly what it is for tonight."

"Understandable, Elizabeth," Savage thought in his head, knowing she'd pick it up, "Anything I can do to help?" He then said out loud, "Sapphire, I could ask if you wanted something to eat, but since that would be a bit of a fait accompli, I'll just go ahead and ask what you want to eat."

"Alright, give me a moment..." Savage thought to Elizabeth. He picked up the telephone and dialed room service. "Yes, I'll be needing a dinner for two. Two steaks, cooked medium well. And... What are your brandy options?... Blackberry? That sounds good, I'll take a bottle of your finest... And I was wondering, what do you have for desserts?... Cheesecake? What flavors?... Chocolate, definitely. Two slices of it... Yes, that's everything for now... Thank you." Savage hung up and turned to Sapphire. "Did that sound good to you?" That question was to both her and Elizabeth.

"Glad you like it," Savage said out loud to both Sapphire and Elizabeth, a small smile on his face. "They said that the food would be ready in about 10 minutes... How do you plan on eating if you won't let me see your face?"

"Hmmm..." Savage said. Then he walked from the phone stand and sat down on the couch. The immortal sighed, then began. "Sapphire, listen. You know my name and face, because I don't believe in codenames. All I do is change my name every so often, because I don't want to scare the general population, because let's face it, many of them would be worried I'd try to start an eternal kingship over humanity. At the same time, I don't know your real name. I don't know your face. I don't know if you're a heroine or villainess. I don't even know exactly what your costume looks like when it's in proper repair, before you spend your day getting beat around by your nemesis, and judging from your reaction to me earlier, I assume I must look something like your nemesis, anyways. My point is, I don't care about those things. I don't care if all you do is eat and sleep tonight. I don't care if you show me your face or tell me your name. For all I know, you might try to kill me before sunrise. All I ask is that you just relax tonight. I'm not going to try to do anything to harm you, so you can relax. Let's not be heroes or villains tonight. Tonight, let's just be people. Alright?"