A blonde haired woman stared at the Gothic building in awe. In big Cryptic letters were the words Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane. This is more of a prison than a mental hospital, she thought walking past the guards and going inside.
In the main hallway stood a dark haired woman in a lab coat. "Harleen Quinzel, I'm Joan Leland your new boss," she said holding out her hand for her to shake. Harley smiled warmly at her. "Hi Joan. Call me Harley, everyone does." Joan led Harley through the hallway past the cells. "I'm surprised you wanted to intern here at Arkham of all places. Someone with your grades could have made their ticket anywhere." Harley looked at the nearby cells. "Well, I've always had an attraction for extreme personalities," she said glancing at Poison Ivy. She turned back to Joan. "They're more exciting, more challenging." Dr. Leland raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "And more high profile?" Harley smirked and said, "You can't deny there's an element of glamour to these super criminals."
Joan stopped walking and turned to Harley. "I'll warn you right now," she said sternly. "These are hard core psychotics." Harley ignored her by looking around when she heard someone whistling. Joan continued saying, "If you're thinking about cashing in on them by writing a tell all book, think again." Harley continued to ignore her and followed the whistle to one of the cells.
A tall man stood inside leaning against a wall and Harley couldn't help but stare at him. He had pale white skin, dark green hair, and pitch black eyes with white dots for pupils. He's the most gorgeous man I'd ever seen, thought Harley. The man saw her staring and winked at her causing her to blush. Harley waved and smiled at him to which he smiled back.
At that exact moment Dr. Leland came up behind Harley. "Inmates like him," she said pointing a finger in his direction, "will eat a novice like you for breakfast." As she walked away he stuck his tongue out at her. Harley giggled at his childish manner and noticed the plaque next to the glass door. Real Name: Unkown, Alias: The Joker. She waved goodbye and hurried to catch up with Dr. Leland.
Joker stared after Harley smiling. Finally! Someone with a sense of humor, he thought. And quite a looker too. He remembered her shiny golden hair pulled back in a bun, her sparkling blue eyes, and her pouty red lips pulled back in a beautiful genuine smile. Two Face chuckled when he saw the look on Joker's face. "You thinking about the new shrink J?" Joker flipped him the finger and went to lay down on his bed, the same name playing over in his head. Harley.
Harley opened the door to her new office after having toured the whole asylum with Dr. Leland. The first thing she noticed was the vase on her desk with a single red rose. She picked it up and gave it a sniff. I wonder who sent me this, she thought smiling at the sweet gesture. She saw a card attached to the stem and read it blushing and grinning like crazy. Come down and see me some time- J.