We want to have a good time on your dime, Bat! Poison Ivy's kisses have left you weak and woozy, malleable and agreeable to anything we suggest. And we suggest you hand over the cold hard cash, honey! We tease you mercilessly, giggling and blowing kisses and talking about what we're going to do with your hard-earned money. We outstretch our hands, and you put the dough in our palms like a good boy. Then, we ramp up the teasing, removing our tops to show you our goodies and taunt you with our cute sexy bodies. Poison Ivy plants a fresh kiss on your mouth, to refresh the trance. We demand again, and again, and again, and you release what we want, again and again and again. We know you have more, and we want it now! Fistfuls of cash, in a direct line from your gloved hand to our sinister fingers. The more money we take, the more maniacal our giggles become, and we become uncontrollable in our greed. Poor Batman, we take and take until you're dry and desperate, aching for us and no doubt bursting through your suit. Thanks for the shopping spree, sucker! Click image for slower preview!