I sat in my chair as I tapped on the recorder Mr. Sharp had left for me and waited for my first patient to arrive. My office mainly consisted of the chair I was currently in, a couch, and a mahogany desk with a computer on it. It looked like something out of those psychological thriller movies I watch in my spare time.
Judging by my patient's profile, she was once in the same position as me: a therapist in Arkham looking to psychoanalyze a bunch of criminals. I jumped once the door creaked open and my first patient walked in.
She had her hair in pigtails with the tips dyed red or black, messy makeup, and was wearing red and black clothes. She was attractive, but why would a doctor like her fall so far? I put on my best smile as she closed the door behind her.
"Dr. Quinzel?" I asked as I held out my hand for her to shake. "I'm Dr. Liebermann."
She grinned at me and shook my hand, saying, "You can call me Harley. I don't go by that doctor thing anymore."
I nodded and switched my recorder on.
"My name is Dr. Miles Liebermann. The time is 12:29 PM on August 8th. This is my first psychoanalysis. The patient's name is Dr. Harleen Janice Quinzel, alias Harley Quinn." I said.
"Oooh, using middle names too, huh?" Harley asked me with a small laugh.
I ignored her and decided to start shooting questions immediately.
"Harley, tell me about yourself. First, what was your childhood like?"
"Meh, it was normal. My family was pretty simple to be honest."
"Go on…" I said with a nod. "When did you get so interested in being a therapist that made you consider taking the job in Arkham?"
"Well, psychology was one of my favorite subjects in high school. There was this little…spark thingy that made me want to study it further." Harley said.
Just like me… I thought in fear.
I'm so glad that I never wanted to resort to murder or become a psychopath…
"Next question: what drew you to The Joker?"
"Have you seen Mr. J? He has such a great sense of humor, an adorable smile, nice hair…he's perfect."
I raised an eyebrow.
Obsessive much? I thought.
I haven't even got to interviewing "Mr. J" yet.
I cleared my throat and asked, "If I'm correct, you worked as The Joker's therapist before becoming his sidekick, right?"
"Exactly. Wow, you're a smart one, aren't ya?" Harley said with a nod.
I decided to move on, ignoring her completely.
"Anyways, last question…what's your relationship with Batman like?"
"I've always hated the B-Man. He's always ruining the fun me and my puddin' have…"
"And that's all of the questions I have for you." I said as I shook Harley's hand again. "It was nice talking to you, Harley."
"Aww, you're too kind, doc! Y'know, you remind a bit of myself before I went crazy," she said before leaving my office.
I shut off my recorder and took a deep breath. I didn't want to be like her at all, there was no way I was going to let that happen. Hopefully, the next patient was as easy as Harley, but less obsessive…
