The three story arctic themed building was just as big on the inside as it was out. The club was currently closed down for 'renovations', though you knew better; Penguin had just escaped from prison, and he was more than likely getting back into the swing of things. This meant most under his payroll would be here while he heard how his operations were going. It would be packed, which meant the stealthy approach was definitely the smarter choice.


Picking the lock on the back door, you and Huntress slip in, sticking close to the shadows. The path up to Cobblepot's office is straightforward, but there's two goons up ahead, blocking your forward path. What do you do?

You can take them out, they're just goons.

Huntress looks surprised when you charge forward, tackling a goon to the ground and beginning to beat him to a bloody pulp. The other goon is shocked as well, backing away in a start, and Huntress uses the opportunity to take him out by swinging right into his head. However, when she does so, the thug lets out a loud scream of pain. Soon, you hear footsteps converging on your position.


"Oh, great going, Q!" Huntress shouts, readying her fists and goons surround you.


"It was your fault, you took him out!" you reply, sending a cross punch into a thug's face.


"Because you had to charge in like Galahad!" she retorts, kicking a goon in the nads.


Your conversation is cut off as you both jump right into the fray.

The Penguin's Office

As you slip into the large office and look around, you almost let out an impressed whistle. Say what you will about the deformed supervillain, he has some taste when it comes to decoration.


Huntress strides forward to Penguin's desk, the villain sitting in his chair which has its back to you. "Penguin," Huntress says, aiming her crossbow at the chair. "Turn around."


The chair slowly swivels around, Penguin's beady eyes staring at the two of you as his face twists into a sneer.


"Hm. Huntress. And... Some faceless guy in a Dick Tracy outfit."


Ouch.


"What is it you want?"


"Answers," you say, stepping up to the desk as well. "Are you involved with the murders Huntress has been framed for?"


"I'll have you know," Penguin begins, "that I don't have the slightest idea as to what you're talking about."


"Cut the shit, Cobblepot," Huntress growls, aiming her crossbow right in between Penguin's eyes, "what do you know?"


Penguin lets loose a chilling chuckle, "You do realize that if I cared to do so, I could call in one of my men and he could apprehend you? Or maybe I could call the police and say how I'm being attacked by a psychotic vigilante? And on the off chance you still decide to shoot me, you should realize my PR department could turn the public against you and tear you to shreds."


Huntress's grip on the crossbow falters slightly, but she keeps it aimed at him. "Just tell me what you know, Cobblepot."


"Threats will do you no good."


"Tell the truth, Penguin. Or I'm going to step in," you threaten, looming over him menacingly. He looks up at you, shuddering almost imperceptibly.


"I am telling the truth. I don't know anything about those frames. Now would you get out of my office? I have work to do."


Huntress prepares to let loose a bolt, but you stop her by placing a hand on her shoulder. You feel her tense up slightly. "Huntress. Relax. He's telling the truth. I can tell."


Her finger tightens slightly...


She lets the bolt fly, right into Penguin's shoulder. He lets out a hiss of pain, glaring at Huntress. "You... Bitch. Looks like I'll have to sic my lawyers on you after all."


"Have fun, lardass." She spits at him, then heads out through the window. You follow not far behind, a worried expression on your face.

You continue

A few blocks away from the Iceberg Lounge, you and Huntress stop for a chat. "What the hell were you thinking?" you hiss.


"Just double checking," she mutters bitterly, "I had to make sure he wasn't holding out on us. He would have squealed if he knew anything."


"That's why everyone thinks you committed those murders," you snap, "because you're insane!"


"Pot and kettle, Q." Huntress replies, glaring at you.


With a sigh, you just shake your head. "... Look, we still have to see Cassamento. Let's go."


The raven-haired woman just shakes her head, grappling away. You follow her to Cassamento's.