The Catwoman, Selina Kyle, stormed into the lair as mad as a bat. "Damn, that man!" She shouted as she removed her heels. Apparently the party she went to didn't turn out that well. "What's the matter, kittycat?" Joker asked before dodging a heel that was aimed for his face. "I'll tell you what's the matter! That fuck boy, Bruce freaking Wayne, rejected me! That's the third time this month!" Selina ranted as she walked into her room to slip into something actually more comfortable. Riddler shook his head.
"Maybe you should stop focusing on rich meat-heads and start focusing on helping us rob a bank or two, you feline hussy." He complained. Catwoman walked out of her room wearing a night dress and fluffy pajama pants. It was cold in the lair."Well, maybe I would if you wouldn't tell batman where to get us every time!" She practically hissed. The riddler sprang up. "You know I need to! You fucking whore!"
Joker stood in between them. "Villains, villains, calm down. Kittycat, even though I find Riddler's riddles bland, they are not the reason we fail. We fail because it's batman. Riddler, just as you consider your crimes an art, Kittycat sees her scamming of rich men like an art form and just like you, she sucks at it." The clown prince bursts out laughing.
"Well, I'd like to see you do better." Selina snapped as she turned away from the both of them.
This made Joker pause, he thought for a moment before walking passed Selina towards the rooms. "Alright, I'll do it." He exclaimed.
"Do what?" Riddler asks with eyes wide.
"And where are you going?" Catwoman asked as Joker walked passed his own room.
"Well, Kittycat, I can't use my own makeup." He stated as he walked into her room. Joker came out with her makeup bag.
"Hey!" She stormed after him. Riddler was not long after. Catwoman kicked open the door to Joker's room. "Did I say you could touch my shit?" Her tone was annoyed.
Joker was sitting at his vanity table, sorting out Selina's makeup. "I'm not touching your shit, I'm touching your makeup. I know it's hard to tell the difference." He smirked without looking up.
"And what are you doing with it?"
"I'm trying to figure out how to look for our little challenge." The green haired man stated as he wiped his face clean. "I certainly can't go in normal attire."
"What little challenge?" Riddler asked.
"Oh, Eddie, please do try to keep up. You're supposed to be the smart one after all. Kittycat challenged me to make Bruce Wayne my sugar daddy." Joker stated as he dabbed Catwoman's foundation on his face and neck. His unnatural pale skin turned into a shade more human.
"You can't be serious. You don't even know if Bruce likes men. That will never work." Selina stated.
"I agree with her. You should not do this. This will not end well for any of us." Riddler re-enforced.
"The more you two protest, the more I'm determined to do it. It'll be fun to show you up, Kittycat." The two watched him in disbelief as he applied blush, mascara, nude lipstick, and brown eyeshadow.
"Wow, you're starting to look like a human." Selina snarkily commented.
"I wouldn't recognize you." Riddler agreed. "So, how far are you going to go with this joke?"
Joker was carefully drawing on eyebrows. "I'll keep going until it stops being funny." He reached into a drawer and pulled out some spraycans. "Mmm, what color should my hair be? Perhaps…." He sprayed his hair and the green turns into yellow.
"Presuming that he does take a liking to you. Are you going to let him have his way?" The thin man avoided eye contact with the other.
"Do you not know what sugar daddy means, Eddie?" Joker stuck his tongue out. "When is the next event Bruce Wayne's going to, Kittycat?"
"N-next month, I believe."
"Perfect." He clapped his hands together. "I can get some more appropriate clothes by then."
"He's going to notice your skin when you take off your clothes. What are you going to do then?" Riddler pointed out.
"It's called turning off the lights. Today is not your day, is it?"