OOC: Praying for Boston so hard right now. I was supposed to go there today but didn’t because the marathon was going to be where I was going to be.. I’m so tired of people.
“Someone you don’t need to know,” Clarice said sharply, preparing to attack the man just in case. “What do you want?”
“Ah, but I like to know everyone.” He traced his tongue back and forth over his scars for a moment. “I don’t bite. I’m friendly. And I don’t want anything. I’m a passerby, like yourself.”
“Joker. I’m the Joker, mm. Congratulations, I’ll do autographs later. And ah- who are you, exactly?”
“Well isn’t this a peculiar. I don’t think I know why you’re here, or frankly who the hell you are. Care to enlighten me?”
Salutations to you too, sweetheart. Name’s Joker.
“You do know I’m a cop right?” Bennie asked, supremely unimpressed. This man was obviously a lunatic.
“Ah-yes, I could tell. Your smugness gave it away. Anyway, is there an uh- problem officer?” This was regular conversation for the Joker. And he well accustomed to being around cops. But, it was nice to try some of his old antics on a fresh face.
“Very funny, sir. I’m Dr. Stevens. Can I ask who you’re here to see?”
“I am very funny, thanks. But, right now I’m dead serious. Which is funny because I’m rarely serious.” The Joker shot her his signature grin. “I’m ah- here to see John Doe.”
“Can I help you?” Bennie asked slowly.
Depends what kind of help. Do you know how to drain a body of its blood while managing to not get any blood on your shoes? If not, then ah- never mind.
One time I invited Batman to the school prom and then poured pig’s blood on him. He cried for a week.
If you hate doctors so much, maybe make an effort to avoid hospitals.
Unfortunately, for both your sake and mine, I’m here on business An uh- acquaintance of mine is here. Mm. Y’know what, I never even asked you your name? How ruuude of me. I’m Joker.