They enter the grand ballroom at The Empire Plaza and Kara can feel that something is off. Her eyes immediately sweep the room looking for the source of it. But Cat keeps moving through the crowd, so Kara has no choice but to follow her, for a small woman in four inch heels she moves surprisingly fast and adeptly navigates the crowd until she is stopped by Perry White.

"Catherine Grant," he says leering at her a moment, before taking her hand between his own.

"Perry, I had no idea that you still attended these events," she replies, glancing sideways at Kara for assistance. Perry White is the first name on her list of people she doesn't want to talk to at the event.

"Mr White, I'm terribly sorry but Ms Grant has a pre-event board meeting and she can't be late," Kara says placing a hand on Cat's back to guide her away.

"Thank you Kara, now please tell me how you just managed to lie so convincingly to the Editor in Chief of the Daily Planet," Cat inquires smiling back at her.

"Ms Grant, it wasn't exactly a lie, Martha, Monica and Naibe are waiting for you by the bar and they're all on the IWMF Board with you," Kara explains as they head towards the small group of women. Kara feels the weird feeling again and it's stronger this time. She gives Cat a little nudge towards the group, "I'll be right back with your drink, Ms Grant."

At the bar Kara orders two glasses of wine and turns her back on the bartender to survey the room again.

"Ms Danvers," a tall dark haired woman says walking up to her.

"I'm sorry, have we met?" Kara asks politely, not recognizing the woman.

"Not exactly, but you are Cat Grant's assistant, right?" The woman asks.

"Yes, Kara Danvers," Kara says extending her hand to the woman.

"It's great to meet you. I'm Michelle Malone, I'm a big fan of Cat Grant. What is she like in person?" the woman asks grasping Kara's hand firmly, her gaze intense.

Kara relaxes immediately into gushing about Ms Grant. "She's amazing. Dynamic. Impressive in so many ways," Kara replies. Then the bartender sets the two glasses of wine down in front of her, so she smiles awkwardly at the other woman. "I'm sorry that I can't introduce you to her tonight. Her schedule is full, but it was nice to meet you," Kara says pleasantly before walking away.

The group of women look up and smile warmly as Kara approaches. And Cat reaches out to take her glass of wine. "Thank you, Kara" she says softly. Then placing her hand on her arm to stop her from leaving, Cat adds, "Kara, I believe you know everyone here...Ladies, this is Kara Danvers.

Kara tries to hide the look of shock on her face, it's not very often that Cat acknowledges her at events like this and even more rare for her to introduce her to others. But then ever since she was selected to the International Women in Media Federation Board she's been more keen on mentoring Kara; providing her with new editing opportunities and including her in layout meetings.

As they begin to break away from the group, Kara senses the presence again, but when she looks around, the only person who seems to be noticing them is the woman from the bar. But before she can point her out, Cat is rushing away from her.

"Anderson! You made it," Cat says greeting him warmly and kissing him lightly on the cheek.

"Yes, I told you that I wouldn't miss it," Anderson replies slipping an arm around her before gesturing for Kara to come over.

"Kara, you look lovely tonight," he says winking and pulling her close."I wouldn't miss a night out with the hottest two women in National City," he says playfully to them.

James and Lucy look up and do a double take when they realize that Anderson Cooper has his arm around their friend.

James quickly stands up and pulls out a chair for Kara and Anderson does the same for Cat.

Cat quickly introduces Anderson to James and Lucy, then to the other staff sitting at the table.

"Where's Kitty?" Anderson asks leaning in to whisper the question into Cat's ear.

Cat almost spits out her wine. "Darling, she would kill you if she knew that you called her that," Cat reminds him. "She cancelled at the last minute, again."

"Oh, so you replaced her with your lovely assistant, I think that's a win Cat," Anderson says playfully nudging Cat with his shoulder.

"Stop," Cat says firmly to him. "She is barely twenty-five years old Anderson," she whispers sharply.

"Fifty is the new thirty Cat," Anderson teases. "I couldn't have someone look at me all day like that and ignore him, your willpower is astounding," he adds.

"The tabloids would have a field day with it and she deserves much more than to be tabloid fodder," Cat replies softly.

"Well, if this is what I signed on for tonight, then we are going to need more wine," he says dramatically glancing around the room to find the bar.

"I'll go," Kara offers. She didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversation and now she's a bit flustered. Did Cat just admit that she's attracted to her? Kara wonders.

"No, James and I will go," Anderson replies nodding to the other man. Then placing a hand on Kara's arm. "Cat works you too hard Kara, you stay here and relax," he adds shooting Cat a look that dares her to argue.

"Wow, he's as nice in person as he seems on tv," Lucy remarks to Kara.

"He is great," Kara replies glancing over at Cat

Kara and Lucy wait for Cat's award presentation to end, then they sneak away from the table and head to the ladies room.

"What are you doing after this? James wants to go home, but I'd rather go dancing. Do you think you can get away?" Lucy asks.

"Probably, Ms Grant and Mr Cooper will probably go out together, so I should be free and dancing sounds fun," Kara replies.

"Okay good, then I'll talk James into going out, I'll tell him that you look too good to just go home alone tonight," Lucy teases.

"Oh please," Kara says shyly glancing at herself in the mirror.

"Aren't you glad that we found that dress?" Lucy says admiring her friend. "You've gotten a lot of looks tonight, there's this one woman, I noticed who can't keep her eyes off of you."

"No, I think that she's a Cat Grant stalker. I keep meaning to ask Cat about her," Kara replies.

"Cat Grant has stalkers?" Lucy asks, then considers it. "Of course she does, but I assumed it would be men, not women."

"Oh she has both male and female stalkers. I have a file on them along with a photo slide show, Kara admits.

"Cat, come on live a little. We just sat through that boring awards banquet, now Kara and I want to go dancing," Anderson says wrapping his arms around her playfully.

"You two can go dancing without me," Cat replies shrugging him off. "You can even have the car for the rest of the night," she adds.

"I didn't want to have to do this," he says playfully, "Kara, one time Cat came to New York and we went dancing at the..."

"Anderson! Do not finish that sentence," she says with a glare. "Okay, one club. I'll go to one club with the two of you, then I'm going home," she says firmly.

Anderson makes a happy face, "Okay, then if we're only going to one club, it has to be Greystone," he says watching Cat groan predictably.

"Fine," she says making an odd face.

Of all Cat's expressions, Kara's never seen this one. Obviously, there's an inside joke or something going on between them and Kara is hoping to find out what it is by the end of the night.

The car pulls up and Anderson helps each of them in first before turning to the driver, "Greystone, downtown. The VIP Line," he adds and the driver nods.

Anderson gets in the back of the limo and reaches into a small compartment that Kara didn't even notice and he pulls out a bottle of scotch. Cat hands him glasses and he pours them each a drink.

"Kara, have you ever gone to Greystone?" He asks.

"Uh, no I really don't go to clubs much," she replies.

"Anderson, did you call ahead?" Cat asks. "I'm not going in if we don't have a table and bottle service," she reminds him.

"Yes, Cat don't worry, I didn't expect you to go in the front door," Anderson teases. The irony is not lost on either of the broadcast journalists that they are seeking a media free night out.

Kara is immediately overwhelmed by the loud music and bright lights in the club, it's slightly better once they enter the VIP room. A slim attractive man approaches their table before they even have a chance to sit down and Cat groans and rolls her eyes. Anderson greets the man, then kisses Cat lightly on the cheek before following him out to a small dance area in the VIP section.

The waiter arrives as Cat is slipping off her shoes and she orders a bottle of Macallan 18, then looking over at Kara, she asks, "Would you like something else to drink?"

Kara shakes her head no. It really doesn't matter what she drinks since alcohol doesn't affect her.

Cat leans over close to her, "He does this all the time, he begs you to join him...then he dances the night away without you," she says leaning close, so that Kara can hear her. Kara turns her head, not realizing how close Cat is and their noses bump.

"Uh, sorry Ms Grant," she says pulling back quickly.

Cat actually laughs, which completely catches Kara off guard.

Then the waiter arrives with the bottle of scotch and three glasses. He pours them and Cat points at Anderson, so the waiter takes a drink over to him.

"Does he know that guy?" Kara asks.

"Does it matter?" Cat retorts taking a sip of her drink.

"What happened to Bradley?" Kara asks.

"I'm not sure, but Anderson took it hard," Cat replies watching them dance. She's managed to slide back on the couch until she's almost in Kara's lap.

Distracted by the warmth of Cat's body so close to her and the sensory overload from the club, Kara doesn't notice Anderson's approach until he's right there standing over them.

"Come dance with us," he says holding out his hands to the two of them.

"I'm fine here, but take Kara, she'll dance with you," Cat says placing a hand on her assistant's back and giving her a playful shove.

Anderson takes both of Kara's hands and pulls her up and over to the dance area. The music is so loud that Kara has to focus on something, to even be able to hear it. Fixing her attention on the familiar beat of Cat's heart, she begins to relax, when suddenly she feels a presence. Glancing around, she sees Michelle Malone, the woman from the event. They make eye contact and the next thing Kara knows the woman has slid up to her and they are dancing closely. As if in a trance, Kara moves closer to her and the woman turns her head to lean in and kiss her. The erratic beating of Cat's heart shakes Kara from the trance and she looks around to see Cat staring daggers through the other woman.

"Uh, excuse me. I should... I'm sorry, I think I've had too much to drink," Kara mumbles as she leaves the dance floor and rushes to the bathroom.

A few minutes later Cat enters the ladies room to find Kara sitting on the couch.

"Kara, are you alright?" She asks concerned.

"Yes, it's just really loud and everything is... it's been a long day," Kara says reaching up to adjust her glasses.

Cat sits down beside her on the couch. "That woman that you were dancing with, I saw her earlier at the event. She was watching you. Do you know her?" She asks curiously.

"Oh gosh, no," Kara replies quickly. "I mean, I just met her tonight at the event. She was there to meet you, Ms Grant," she adds.

"Kara, she may be using meeting me as a way to get your attention," Cat points out.

"No," Kara blurts out. "Really? You think that someone would do that?" She asks.

"Kara you are quite attractive, especially dressed in semi-formal wear," Cat replies glancing over at the mirror to see their reflection. They both look pretty damn fabulous tonight actually, she thinks silently.

"Thank you Ms Grant," Kara says nervously. Suddenly quite aware of how close they are sitting on the small settee, not to mention how calm and collected Cat appears despite her heart pounding rapidly. Catching a glimpse of herself looking at Ms Grant in the mirror, Kara shakes her head to clear it.

A light flush spreads across Cat's chest and she clears her throat. "Well, since you are alright. I'll just go back out," Cat says placing her hand on the back of the settee to push herself up to her feet.

"Ms Grant?" Kara says softly, placing her hand over Cat's.

"Y-yes Kara," Cat replies, struggling to control her breathing.

"Thank you for coming in and checking on me," Kara says nervously licking her lips.

"Of course," Cat replies. "We've both had a bit much to drink... How would it look if I let my assistant get sloppy drunk and pass out in the bathroom at Greystone," she adds, pushing herself to her feet.

Kara smiles, then laughs. "Ms Grant, you don't have to worry about that with me. I've never even been drunk, let alone passed out in a bathroom."

"You've never been drunk?" Cat questions. "Of all the lies, Kara. That one is too much," she exclaims before leaving the bathroom abruptly.