"ok, lets pretend for one moment that I believe that you want to help me find Batman, what makes you think that I even need your help," Tim questioned.
There was a laugh on the other end of the line, Catwoman was laughing at him. "Oh Robin, you are simply adorable. I could eat you all up. Your youth and is so beautiful."
Tim ignored the laughter, it made him angrier, "I don't know what Batman see's in you, really I don't.
"Oh little Robin, you're probably just too young to appreciate the pleasure I could bring you," Catwoman continued taunting.
"Get serious with me now or I am ending your call, why should I let you help me find Batman."
"Because you need me, you need someone that will break all the rules in order to get what she wants, you need someone to tell you are a sidekick Robin, admit it, you need Batman, he is your leader, I can be your leader for a couple of days."
Robin snorted, "If we're doing anything, it's as equals. Besides how do I know I can trust you."
"Who is the best judge of charachter you know? Who seems to know every dirty secret in the whole city? Who has trusted me to work alongside him when it mattered?" Catwoman asked
"Batman." Tim said sullenly.
"You got it Robin, if I'm good enough for him, I should be good enough for you,"
"Why do you even want to help him anyway? all he ever does is break up your little schemes and scams," Tim countered.
"Well I like to consider that all foreplay," Catwoman said huskily.
"aw Jesus, give it a rest," Tim groaned, "I don't wanna hear it."
"Very well Robin, I'll meet you on the roof of the city library in two hours," Catwoman then hung up.
Tim stared at the computer screen bemused. This was getting really weird. Still Catwoman needed him, that was something.