3.

Stephanie blushed furiously when Cassandra thrust the magazine at her. "What this?"

"Umm... it's, y'know, it's... where did you get this?"

"Found."

Found where? she wondered, but didn't ask. "It's...well, it's porn."

"Pornnn." Cass tested the word. "What for?"

Oh, god. "You have got to be kidding me. It's, you know, people get off on it. Sexually."

Cass blinked, grabbed the magazine back, and with sudden understanding, said, "Ohhhh."

"Yeah," she said, relieved, thinking they could drop the subject.

But Cassandra began flipping through pages, intrigued. She stopped, turned the magazine sideways, then upside down, then righted it again. An eyebrow quirked up. "Oh. Hmm." She turned it around to show Stephanie. "This?"

Steph's face went from radish to beet. "Uhh...lesbianbondageIthink." Her eyes went unbidden to the rope on Batgirl's hip, which did not go unnoticed.

Cassandra casually tossed the magazine over her shoulder. She cocked her head to the side and gave Stephanie a narrow-eyed, appraising stare. "Huh."

This time, all the blood drained from her face completely.