Pamela tossed her hair gently in the sunlight and smiled with anticipation.

Another day. One day closer to greening up Gotham. Once the seeds and men are ready...What fun!

Various specimens of flora attended to her, bringing her clothing and tidying her hair. She washed up with the water spouting from a new plant hybrid she created that could produce almost-purified water as a cluster of flowers bloomed behind her to douse her hair with their fragrance. A few vines came over with her arms which consisted of the miniature crossbow she wore around her wrist and the razor sharp stiletto heels.

"Baby could you get me the deadly nightshade lipstick and enhanced Atlas please?" She requested, patting the vine lovingly.

After applying the last touch-ups of her makeup, she put on her emerald green gloves, slipped into a spaghetti stripe dress and sprayed a liberal amount of Atlas on herself.

Admiring her own reflection in the mirror, she congratulated herself.

"You ought to get an award for this Pamela. Never knew you had in you huh? The boys are so going to die for you."

Woody stems burst up from the ground and lifted her up on a bed of leaves.

"Well my babies, off to Commissioner Gordon's. Things are going get a little hard, at least for the guys." Pamela remarked with a laugh.