Sadly, I do not own any characters from DC Comics. Neither do I own the idea - it was inspired by the wonderful fedoraStorm.

"Titans – " Robin stared in shock at the costumed woman exiting the jewelry store, her bag full of loot slung over one shoulder. "What?"

The woman spotted them and beamed. "Robin!"

"What?"

"Is that any way to greet an old friend, little birdie?" She tossed the bag to Beast Boy, who overbalanced as he caught it. "And after all the trouble I went to to get your attention."

"What!"

She laughed and vaulted onto the roof, sitting on the edge with her legs crossed daintily. "Well, it's nice to know I can still get a reaction out of one of you." She frowned. "Is something wrong with him?"

Robin blinked. "I- I don't know. We aren't really talking. Why?"

She pouted. "I can't get him to pay any attention to me! I got away with over $5 million in diamonds in one night – not so much as a shadow. And the other night I hit the Museum of Modern Art and the police showed up. The police! I mean, can you believe that? And he's the one that tipped them off! He never does that."

Robin fidgeted. "Um, that's – I mean… What are you doing here?"

She blinked. "Oh, I needed someone to talk to about him. Harley's in Arkham – Pammie's never sympathetic, of course – and then I remembered seeing in the Underworld Pages that you set up your own little team here in Jump City, so I knew I just had to come visit."

Starfire spoke up hesitantly. "Um, Robin? Who is this?"

Robin blushed a bit and started to stammer something about Gotham and different rules and not really violent but the woman cut him off. "I'm Catwoman."

Starfire perked up. "Are you a friend of Robin?"

Catwoman looked amused as Cyborg and Beast Boy's jaws dropped and Raven tried to explain. "Oh, you could say that," she purred. "Really I'm a… friend of his father's."

"He's not my dad," Robin grumbled.

Catwoman snorted. "Of course not."

"Oh!" Starfire brushed off Raven and floated up to Catwoman's level. "We have not introduced ourselves! I am Starfire and these are Raven, Beast Boy, and Cyborg."

Catwoman perked up. "Starfire? The alien princess that stole little Robin's heart?" Starfire joined Robin in blushing and stammering while Beast Boy laughed. "Well," Catwoman said, uncurling the whip from her waist, "It's been lovely to meet you all. If this doesn't get that blasted man's attention, nothing will." She flicked her wrist and wrapped the whip around the light post just behind Beast Boy, swooped down, grabbed her bag, and fly upwards to land on the rooftop opposite in one smooth movement. "Ta, Titans!"

Before they could collect themselves, she was gone.

Robin whipped out a sleek black communicator. "Robin to Batman. Come in Batman."

Beast Boy squeaked as a gruff voice responded. "This is Batman. What's the problem."

Robin made a face. "Would you mind keeping your relationship problems in your city and out of mine?"

There was silence for a moment. "…What did she hit?"

"Jewelry store. Did you really tip the police off so you could avoid her?"

There was a sharp click, then static. Robin tucked the communicator back in his belt. "This never happened, got it?" The other Titans nodded. "Good. Who wants pizza?"

A/N: Robin's multiple "what?"s inspired by David Tennant's Doctor.