Angelica Couture, Court to her friends, looked down at the city below her. It was crime filled and littered more than any other city she had been to. Except one. Heh. It sure makes Gotham look worse. Man. Star City is a dump!
“Do you see anything Court?”
“Not a thing Devin.”
“We have to keep looking!”
“Chill Dev. We'll find them. I know we will.”
“You're right. Do you think Becca and Erin will be okay?”
Court laughed at this statement. It was one thing to ask if Young Justice was okay. It was another to ask if Becca would be okay. Especially if she was partnered with Erin.
“Devin you crack me up.”
“I'm serious Angelica!”
“Honey, I won't be surprised if they're running the Asylum by the end of the day. You know how those two are.”
“You're right. Again.”
“Devin just relax. When we find Young Justice, you'll laugh at yourself.”

Becca grunted as she was pushed into her cell. She was tempted to break loose and tell the guard off. But she kept her cool. This was the one place that could actually have any leads. Her cell mate looked at her with a devious smile.
“Look what the cat dragged in.”
“Hello Selina,” Becca greeted.
“Never would have thought the little bird's chick would be in this place.”
“What can I say? Evil runs deep in my blood.”
“Meow. Someone is feisty today.”
“and I've only been here five minutes.”
“Hey Selina, who is that little girl you're flirting with?” a voice called.
“Her name is Becca. And she's the little bird's girlfriend.”
“Hey Ivy,” Becca called.
“Hmm. You must be one incredible villain to be put in here. And half as seducing as Selina if you got the little bird.”
“What can I say Ivy? Bad is bad. But Becca is rotten.”
Ivy smiled at her.
“Ooh! Someone is chasing my heart. How is it that you ended up in here little feline?”
“Five banks, three hundred pounds of black powder, and one remote. You do the math.”
“Hey! Quiet down! Enough talking!”
Becca growled at the back of her throat but turned back to Selina Kyle.
“Darling, you are going to fit right in.”
That's the point.