Who are YOU calling crazy?
"One who takes himself too seriously looks ridiculous; one who consistently laughs at himself does not." -Vaclav Havel
Harley seated herself on her desk across the notorious Joker. With his bright coloured green hair and white yet tainted skin, and deadly rouge lips. As shadows bounces of him making him look…..even more intimidating. Harley ignored the vulture eyes on her like prey; dancing off her figure and, most especially her fear. He grunted, suppressing a hidden laughter preventing him from frightening the young doctor.
"Welllll….hiya doc!" he let the last letter linger, making Harley feel a lot more anxious.
"Good morning Joker, he smiled…"we have a lot to go through, but before we start….
"Yes? Doc-tor Quinzellll…?" Jokers shifted closer, even though he can hear her perfectly, he wanted test how tough she can be to be near him. Surprisingly, no reaction, Joker slowly went back down, content that she carries no fear…he giggled to himself knowing she is FAKE.