Well, here we have... popcorn!

Hmm I like it with a lot of sugar, ya know?

Here taste it! Isn't it great?

And it's show time!

-Oh, you're back girls, how was it?- He enters to the kitchen where Harley is watching and touching the multiple dresses and clothes she bought, her eyes shining from emotion. She pulled the wig out of her head and now its sprawled in a corner- I've been here thinking about the bomb...all alone- he says in mock sadness, pouting.

- Oh Puddin c'mere- Harley throws happily in his arms and he hugs her back tightly. He starts kissing her neck and she giggles happily. She starts to touch his messy green hair with one hand...the other near his belt.

-Mmm Pumpkin that's giving me ideas- he whispers in her ear, licking it-...but not now- He says pulling her out of him roughly and starting to dig into the multiple bags on the kitchen's table- Tell me did you buy something nice?- He asks Hearts, who is just sitting there, with her brown haired wig, her eyes lost in thin air, her face expressionless.

-Yeah, I bough some make up, several contact lenses...- Harley starts to tell him cheerfully, showing him different items. He feigns interest in those-... and some dresses- She pulls a black dress and blows him a kiss flirtatiously. He only smiles with malice.

-And you Hearts?- He asks his "sister". Her head is down, her face covered by the wig- Hearts?- He asks in fake concern.

-Ehh...- Harley starts nervously- She bought three laptops, DVDs...- she says starting to pull a white box and some DVDs. He eyes her suspiciously-

-Something's wrong with her, what did you buy?- he starts to walk to her his eyes threatening, full of contained violence- She's not ok, look at her!- he growls at Harley, pointing at Hearts, who doesn't move. He starts opening the bags furiously, looking for something. The desperation in Harley's eyes only grows as he gets closer and closer... to that bag.

Uh-Oh. Poor Harley, I really don't like seeing like he beats the crap outta her!

-Uhh Puddin don't open that..!-

Late girl! He opened that bag...and there...he is pulling it out in front of her eyes, his eyes livid. A red dress. A corset with several layers of silk fabric attached to it. It's a nice dress. That's the only thing I'm saying. Who cares cares about details? Serves its purpose: It's red.

I still don't understand how does Hearts makes things look like she's being manipulated when it's the other way around...Harley girl, she only used reverse-psychology!

- A red dress. You made her buy a RED DRESS?!- he throws the dress at the floor. Before Harley can escape he grabs her by her long blond her tightly, smashing her skull against the nearest wall. PUM!

-No, she was depressive saying that...- Harley tries to explain crying and pleading not to hurt her anymore. She doesn't get to finish her sentence: his fist collides against her nose, breaking it and making it bleed.

-OH DADDY DON'T, PLEASE, DON'T HURT ME, JACK, DON'T GO THERE, DON'T LEAVE DON'T!- Hearts starts to shout, running to the Joker's arms and hugging him tightly, her arms around his neck, crying and sobbing soundly. He starts caress her wig sweetly, her face buried in his neck. His arms around her waist and his eyes closed, resting his head on hers.

Harley, wake up!...siblings may act like that...but that certainly looks more like a couple. You're fooling yourself too much...poor girl really.

She just stays there, in the floor. She's not able to move. She feels guilty.

- Ok, sweetie, come here, daddy won't do nothing to you, shh, shh- He tells Hearts, still caressing her brown haired wig. She takes her face out of his neck and looks at him with her eyes full of confusion and tears.

-Oh Jack what happened to your face?- she says caressing his scars, sounding shocked and oh so heart-broken.

-Nothing Allie- he says planting a kiss in her forehead. She smiles hesitantly- Just stay here- He starts explaining carefully, like talking to a kid- I have to talk to the blond girl over there. Just a minute, ok?- He says picking her nose and making her giggle, exactly like a small girl. He motions her by her hand to a chair - Close your eyes, yeah?- He says looking at her eyes sweetly and taking her small hands, putting them in her eyes.

-Ok Jack!- She answers. He just ruffles her wig.

-Pumpkin c'mere! - he says to Harley, who is still in the floor trying to clean the blood emanating from her nose. She stands up and walks to him hesitantly, her eyes pleading him to stop the violence- What the fuck were you thinking?- he says livid slapping her hard across the face, making more blood appear in her face- A fucking red dress? In a fucking mall??- he says punching her hard in the stomach. She falls soundly on the floor.

-No, but Puddin she was...- She starts to explain again

-Don't call me Puddin!- He says kicking her several times in the ribs, hard enough to hurt her but not to break any bones or do any real damage.

He knows exaclty what's he's doing. Lesson number one for torturers: "Make the subject hurt but never die: A dead person is useless. Make it blend but never break...at least you really want it broken".

- Mommy! Don't beat her daddy don't, leave her alone!- Hearts starts to shout with her hands in her eyes still covering her eyes.

Well.. not exactly. Her eyes are wide open and she's looking trough her fingers, trying to mantain herself in the character she's playing, and not to laugh.

-You're outta here, get the hell out of here before I uhh..end your pitiful life!- he shouts livid kicking her again- She's mistaken me for my father!- he says kneeling down and grabbing her by the hairs, dragging her to the door, hurting her head painfully in the process- don't dare to come back!- he ends, throwing her out of the warehouse to the parking lot, where several guards try not to pay attention. They know better than interrupt.

-Ok Jay.. I'll be at Ivy's...- she says pulling herself up from the grown, her eyes full of tears, trying to look him directly to his eyes.

-You can hang yourself with your own intestines! I don't care! Get the hell outta here!- He shouts at her pulling a gun out of his jacket- Give ya ten seconds or I'll uhh make a nice hole in between your eyes- he ends. She starts running as fast as she can to the red car. He shoots at one of the vans and slams the door.

In the very instant the door closes two guards run to Harley, helping her up and placing her in the backseat of the car.

They start driving to Ivy's house. Simple routine.

Inside the Joker makes a mock reverence to Hearts who just claps and smirks.

- Oh well, there we have some blood- she states coldly taking the wig out of her head and shaking her messy red hair- You know how relieved I am of seeing blood?- she muses to herself.

-Elvis is outta the building!- he shouts happily. She just stares at him. He pulls her up of the chair and starts kissing her neck. She only rolls her eyes annoyed- Wanna make it here, or you want to go alllll the way to your room?- he says starting to caress her back.

-No, Jay, stop it- She says trying to pull him away to no avail, he is holding her tightly- I have to tell you something. We're in deep shit...really deep shit- She says unaffected-

-That bad?- He whispers in her ear, kissing it-

-Catastrophic-

-Get the picture. Sooo what can be that bad? I mean...worst that pretending to be siblings?- He says placing his chin on the top of her head.

-Yes.

-Worst that going to a mall and buying a red dress?- He giggles removing himself from her and grabbing the red dress from the floor. He holds it in the air and starts to watch it, smirking - Oh goody look at this! A corset...hmmm wanna use it for me?- he says throwing the dress at her, who just dump it to the floor again rolling her eyes- Will be just a minute!- he explains pressing her back to his chest- Just a minute cause it will be out before you say "off with your head"- He giggles in her hair. She is still serious- Ok, uhmm C'mere and tell your bro what's going on- he says starting to kiss her neck again-No, No, No! Wait, use the dress and then you tell me!- He says laughing out loud.

-You know the answer to that...NO!- She says livid. He doesn't seem to care and starts to caress her stomach- And we have to talk about something serious- He starts playing with her belt- So stop it- she says annoyed while he starts placing his hand under her pants and giggling maniacally. She roles her eyes- ok, I'm getting annoyed! Can you get your hand out of my pants?- she shouts at him facing him. He looks at her with a straight face.

-Right- he says looking at her eyes seriously- put your hands in my pants, will work much better!- He starts laughing pulling her to him again-

-I'm telling you I have something important to tell you and all you want now is sex??- she shouts loudly, completely livid-

-Yeah...?- he says indifferent, looking at her eyes, a fake pout appearing in his face-

-Ok. Let's go the living- She says shaking him off and heading where the pieces of the fridge are spread all over the floor.

They didn't give the fridge a proper burial.

-Hmm... want me to bring some knives and all that stuff? Kinkyyy...!- He says walking behind her.

-To talk!- she shouts without turning her head to look at him-

-Spoilsport- he complains

She sits in the couch and crosses her legs, her face completely straight taking a deep breath. He sits on the coffee table, facing her.

-Mmm...what sooo important?- he says annoyed.

-As I stated before, we're in a serious problem. Probably the worst thing we've been trough as associates, friends, siblings, lovers or whatever you want to call our relationship- She says business like, her eyes starting to produce tears.

- As Commissioner said oh so wisely...- he says pulling his face close to hers - we're a couple, accept it.

-Ok, whatever. Remember last month?-

- As a couple? Yeah... how many times did we...?

- Doesn't matter.

-Oh yeah it does! I have to work hard to even get a fucking hug from ya, it does! I need a little more attention from you!- he yells at her slapping her across her face soundly. She only laughs bitterly-

Ok, there you have Jack again, well he would never dare slap her or touch her in any other way that wasn't with love, he would never hurt ner. Not on porpuse...

....but it's mixed with the Joker. And that's simply an awful mix.

-Oh what now? Aren't you getting enough attention from your wife?- She says sarcastically-I have to hear your moanings all night long and you rubbing in my fucking face you're so called "matrimony"!- She says bitterly- So don't complain, you have your fucking oversized Barbie doll there!- she ends punching him in the face furiously. He just starts to giggle-

And now you have the Always Jealous Alicia! God she made a scene if she found a new number with femenine name in his cellphone! Poor Jack... he had to start making crazy things just to stop her breakdowns. And then he felt guilty for dunno..the next two weeks?

Allie mixed with Hearts in not exacly good!

-Your idea, Your Highness!- he shouts back at her sarcastically.

-It was convenient, doesn't mean you have to rub it all day in my face! What are you trying to prove?

-That you're a coldhearted bitch, a fucking liar! You promised something ten years ago and didn't keep your word!- He shouts, livid, but his eyes still lost in a memory-

-I did! "Till death do you apart" rings a bell? – She says putting her face in her hands and starting to cry-

-You had something to tell me - he sighs sitting next to her and pulling her close-... go ahead tell me..-

-I'm pregnant...- she mutters sadly.

-Soo...it actually worked?- He says smiling down at her who looks back at him completely confused- Jeez, I have such a good aim!- He ends happily.

-What? -She says looking for his eyes.

-You're going to be a mommy, congrats!- he says taking her face in his hands and placing a kiss on her mouth, trying to deepen it to no avail. She's too shocked to react-

- Jay, what the hell...?- She says softly- You are telling me that you planned this?!- she shouts at him angrily starting to shake.

-I don't plan.- he says nonchalant-

-Don't give me that shit! I know you actually plan things, what the hell did you do?!- she demands crying, her voice still full of anger.

-Hmmm just changed your contraceptive pills for aspirin to see what happened- he explains as if it were nothing- I just wanted to experiment with that, yeah?

-Why the hell did you do that?- Hearts shouts at him getting removing herself from his arms and getting up- You're crazy, what the hell were you thinking?- She asks him making big gestures with her hands, completely desperate- No you weren't thinking... I'm having an abortion, and I'm not asking for your permission!- she says heading to the kitchen, to the park lot. He follows her to the kitchen-

-No you're not. I want this. I want the baby, I want child and I want an heir- He grabs her by her arm tightly before she steps out.

-Do you realize how much it will hurt me? What's left of our mental health will go to the toilet! Do you even care about that?- She faces him, demanding a logical answer more than "I feel like having a child"- No, you don't care about nothing- She ends, trying to break free from his grip to no avail. He is a strong man, she cant do it.

-I care, If I didn't Harley would be looong dead- He hisses at her- And yeah, I know how much it will hurt ya- he says smugly. The color of her face fades away, her eyes widen in horror: he's getting revenge- That's exactly why I did it! - he laughs maniacally- You'll go maaaaad!-

-No, I won't have the child and as I said...I'm having an abortion, right now- she says coldly, putting all her force to break free. She does. The Joker can't believe that she actually broke free and doesn't react fast enough. She has opened the door and stepped outside

- Ok. People, I need two...!- she starts to shout trough the parking lot and two guards, holding AK-47's start walking to her. He grabs her again by the arm, interrupting her

-She doesn't need anything you come here and you're fucking dead!- The Joker shouts at the goons, who stop in their tracks. They look at each other and shrug. The siblings almost never argue much less contradict each other, usually they work as an unit

- And you come inside, mommy- he whispers only for her to hear, pulling her inside and slamming the door. The guards know much better than try to eavesdrop.

-Joker you're a dead man! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!- she says pulling a small gun from her jacket. He just crocks an eyebrow-

-Ok, don't point a gun to me, I don't like it, you're not scaring me, ya know? - he says flatly-

-Fine!- she says putting the gun down- Not to you! To me then!- She shouts putting the gun in her forehead with a grin that can only be described as mad, her eyes full of tears.

I would add a Coke to the popcorn...maybe some chocolate? But I'm not losing this part! Hell no!

-NO!- He shouts desperate- Wait, don't kill yourself, ya don't wanna do it, and ya are powerful..-He starts approaching slowly, his face full of fear. She made the impossible: She made him feel fear of something: losing her again and lose the complete game. It wouldn't be funny if you don't have someone to play against- You're rich...ya don't wanna kill yourself. Put the gun down- he starts talking to her trying to negotiate, a nervous smile and eyes full of fear- Please... Allie, put it down...

-NO! Do you think this is easy?- She starts laughing maniacally, falling in her knees and laughing, the gun still in her forehead - I have to see my husband kissing another woman constantly! Hear him fuck her senseless all night long and her moaning, oh her moaning! I can't bear to touch you after that...not after she rubbed herself all over you...!- She explains between laughs-...THIS IS HELL!- She shouts. The Joker does the first thing that popped out of his head, before she actually presses the trigger: throwing himself to her, pulling the gun out of her hand. She starts crying and laughing at the same time.

Well, my friend.. you've just witnessed a mixed episode there. This is when most bipolars suicide. And the mortality rate for that is high, let me tell ya...

-Ok. Now, with the gun out of you hand...ya know all those things are your fault, right?- He says embracing her tightly, his voice broken.

-You were supposed to kill her...- She keeps laughing while tears go down her cheeks.

-Yeah, right. But we need a doctor- He tries to explain her, rocking her back and fort.

-And we're losing her. How the hell will you explain that you got your "lil sis" pregnant? What do you want me to say, I got pregnant by the Holy Ghost? Do I look like Virgin Mary?- She says between cackles and sobbing-

-You're not exactly a virgin!- He says giggling nervously-

-Neither am I a slut!- she laughsand then susslent, stops. He just looks at her one moment. She is serious, her face completely empty of emotion. Then she starts laughing maniacally again. He's furious, even if he knows she can't control her mouth and what she is saying, he feels he is mocking at him-

-Oh yeah right! What was his name?- He says bitterly- Oh yeah! Jonathan Crane!-

-Excuse moi?- She keeps laughing her face completely red- You've been cheating on me for five years! And my so called "matrymony" lasted eight months!

-One complete year- he says flatly-

- Eight months, I know that. He slept in my bed for that long: Eight months - She cackles-

- It was one year!- He shouts at her, who only keeps laughing and sobbing- Do you think I'm stupid or what now? The guy adored ya from day one! He followed around like a fucking puppy! "oh Miss Hearts, would you like it to be a pill, gas or a syringe"- he starts to imitate Crane's voice, professor like, serious. She only laughs louder- "Miss Hearts, your tactics in inflicting fear are certainly interesting" and then it became "oh Miss Hearts you have such a good taste, these books are brilliant"- He says with a sweet and fake voice- "No, I cant take this book, Miss Hearts, it's special for you.." and then I heard that- He takes a deep breath- " I love you..."- She giggles softly trying to breath between laughs and sobs.

-So jealous? What, you have his Wikiquote now? - She asks him giggling, her voice full of sarcasm. She takes a deep breath and stops laughing- And anyway, Harley isn't stupid, I cant say he's the father, it's been three months since Jon stepped in this place!- she giggles nervously- I'll do the most logical thing: Have an abortion. For me and my organization, I don't want kids running though the warehouse and I'm not a mommy!- She starts crying between giggles-

-And what about us as a couple?- he demands-

-We are hardly a couple. I'm getting an abortion and I'll be out of here. You wont see a single hair of my head anymore!- She gets up and pointing to the door, laughing harder- We'll work as before. Separate. You in your place and I'll be somewhere else. Or I'll start a new organization!- she ends grinning, her face completely red, full of tears.

-Soooo... wanna have it the easy way or the hard way?- he says flatly getting up and grabbing her

-What?- She asks, her eyes widened darting from his eyes to his grip in her arm-

-Uhhh try to walk out and see what happens- He says nonchalant-

- What? You are threatening me?- she grins with tears rolling down her cheeks more profusely- ME?-

-Yeah

-With what? I'm not afraid.

-Hmmm, would you like to spend the next nine months in a basement tied up to a bed? That would be the hard way...wanna hear the easy way?- He says. She stops laughing and her eyes are empty now. Her face shows no emotion. Like a doll whose battery run out of energy

-I have a third option. I'm having an abortion. Don't want a child running around. Sorry. Got wrong woman for this business. You should have had Harley for this...thing.- She says unblinking, unfeeling.

-Not an option. Wanna hear the easy way?- He insists

-No

-I'll tell you anyway. Ya' see, hmm, you'll have the kid. I want a kid. I wanna be a daddy, and you're going to be a good mommy. Everybody's happy.

-Not me. She knows I haven't seen Jon in three months...

-Yeah...and she knows that...and that you can get anywhere you want blackmailing and bribing people...

-I don't like this...- And it seems that the battery has been replaced for a new one. She started to cry again.

-Don't care. Want a kid. You blackmailed alllll Arkham and got your way to the pretty doctor's cell- He smiles maliciously-

-I wanna kill myself with a spoon...- She starts sobbing

-Oh don't do that, mommy...- He says the last world on purpose, knowing well how bad it makes her feel.

-Dont call me that, don't do it...- she begs

-Really, hmmm you could always say that you fell in love with his pretty baby blue eyes... – He starts sarcastically- like some sort of family fetish? I mean, look Harley...

-I'm getting sick- she gets up and runs to the bathroom

-Normal!- he shouts behind her- You are pregnant!- She gets into the bathroom and throws up. He follows her, and stands behind her- And hey!- he keeps rambling- We are supposed to be siblings. My wife is a shrink, your baby's daddy is shrink... a functional family!- He shouts at her in a fake happy tone-

-What a shitty life...- She mutters, still crying with her head down in the toilet-

- Oh, let's not forget about Scary-Pooh! you are getting Crane out of the hole! Mommy wants to have Daddy close! And you get the blackmailing or whatever part for Crane. Ya know..we gotta have a credible alibi.- he ends smugly-

-You are crazy! I'll get my spoon and I'll...- She says looking up at him from the floor, completely tired from the emotional trip she's been trough in just one hour-

-Want me to bring you ice cream?- he smirks- I think those will be your whims in the next nine months!- He ends giggling. She's nowhere close to amused.

-Shut up- She hisses to him, still sitting in the floor.

-You know... I'm being a good boy, I mean, I'm giving you options...so hard way, or easy way?- He says kneeling and pulling her back on her feet.

- Jay, you could have got Harley for this thing...she'd be thrilled- she says tired

-No no no! You don't get it. You don't get it. I'm not having my heir with a goon! And after all, what better than havin' a kid with the Queen?! I get a promotion! From Clown Prince of Crime to Clown King of Crime hmm? much better!- He says grinning, his voice full of sarcasm.

-That's hardly the real reason...Jay...last time this happened...- she says sadly with her head down-

-We were poor as rats. Money it's not a problem. Not these days- He says his grin stretching widely, almost painfully. Doesn't reach his eyes, he's faking it.

Triple "uh-oh"...they went all the way back to Jack and Alicia. Not like having split personalities...they are aware of their reality, they know they are supposed to be the Joker and Hearts...but went all the way back to their old personalities. Will be entertaining see them trying to put up with what they've done in the last few years, strugling with being Joker and Hearts.

-We have a bunch of other problems, like Harley, my health, we're wanted criminals...and those things wont be solved with money! I'll get an abortion Jack, this is not ok- she says still looking to the floor.

-NO! I want this, I need this, don't you understand?- he says hysteric

-Get over it Jack! It's past, we can't turn back time and act as if nothing ever happened!- She shouts at him starting to cry again- And it's your fault!

-No, its not. Not my fault. Yours- He says seriously- You should have told me what you were doin! Didn't you trust me? I was your fucking husband Allie!- he shouts at her, his eyes start to water of the memory

-So...if you're digging into deep old shit... so am I! You shouldn't have gone to and get your sorry ass in the fucking mob!- she shouts at him-

-Something I wouldn't have done if you told me you were hacking bank accounts, Allie!- he says taking his hands to his head and giggling nervously, completly hysteric-

-Jack why the hell do you hold into that so much?- she asks him sadly, doing something she's not done for years: Hugging him for real.

-ehhh Allie.. dunno if you noticed, but are the biggest fish in the sea right now...- he giggles, hugging her back-

-Harley! she's your wife! If you need a family so much you should have asked her...I'm your sister now...- She explains bitterly, like talking to a kid.

-We've been married ten years, accept it..- He sighs, tired, resting his head in hers.

-Ok, you are forgetting something Jack... we were married. Past tense. And it lasted one year and a half...then everything went to hell...- She smiles sadly. He only starts to caress her hair sadly- Ok Jack...you're the same stubborn kid throwing temper tantrums.. I wont change your mind, right?- she surrenders. She decided not to have an abortion.

-No, you wont- he smiles from ear to ear.

-One condition. That's all I'm asking.

-Now we're negotiating? This is not a business, let me tell ya mommy- He says ruffling her hair-

-After this thing ends and if everything goes the right way...we'll retire.

-And we'll get bored! I want an heir, someone to take my place!- He protests.

-You want an heir, fine. We'll teach the kid to be one of us- She agrees-

-We'll have our fun at least once in a while- He says business like-

-Not that often- She tells him-

-Ya know what?- he muses- Gotham is simply too small...this business will go world wide! Like McDonalds! We'll be delivering happy ehhh bombs door to door!- He laughs at his own joke, she joins him-

-Ok...we'll go world wide. No problem there...but we'll retire. Just the mob. Period. Not in the front lines, at least the first ten years- She says recovering in her usual cold tone-

-Ok. We'll be bigger than Microsoft! You sure will end with all those annoying viruses...after you're done they won't be annoying... They will be deadly! Can you make a computer blow up or something with a virus? - he says mockingly

-I didn't hear that. Harley and Crane dead after this. And we're out of the business- she states.

-Sooo we have nine months to deliver the punch line here in Gotham- he makes a reverence to an nonexistent public-....hmmm we'll have to get bigger weapons!- He says happily- Then we retire and hire people to do our job world wide.

-Deal. Let's shut up and go to sleep-She says heading to the door.

-Your room or my room?

-Mine, don't like to sleep in the same bed where she fucks you- She says bitterly- No sex tonight, I don't feel like it- She talks while they head to her room-

-Fine... you can wear the red thingy any other day...- he says placing an arm around her shoulders-

-Hearts doesn't wear dresses...-She says crocking an eyebrow- and the Joker wouldn't care less about an unborn child...-She ends smirking. She sits in her bed, pulling her shoes off.

-Allie loves dresses.. and Jack is simply too thrilled for the good news- He says also removing his shoes with a smug smile in his mouth.

-Shame they're dead, right?- She says lying down in the single bed-

-She kid will have to put up with two psychos as parents, I guess- Says the Joker joining her in the bed. She puts her head in his chest. He smiles. He won, he's the leader...the one pulling the Puppeteers' strings.

You know what's really funny about this?

They think there are winners and losers in this so called "game" and that the only players are Joker and Hearts. Not exactly.

If this would be a game...they are not the only players. And if this would be a game... there are no winners here, both of them lost long time ago.

They weren't meant to live together more than a year and a half...they rebelled against that.

At the beginning it might have been love... then it became a competition...if there's love in this...is to themselves. Not to each other.

The Joker thinks he won over Queen of Hearts, he's the leader, he's the winner...

Sounds good, doesn't it Joker?

But you lost...he lost. Because he didn't realize...that winning this game against Queen of Hearts with that particular movement... is to lose to other two people... long time death. Jack and Alicia.

And losing against them... will hurt. They are not prepared to face them. They will never be able to look back and see their faces.

And there you are Joker...you just turned your head to look at the past and see what happens. Just to win a stupid game!

You don't know the consequences of that.

Hello, I'm updating two chapters today! I'll just say the following to my new readers: The Killing Joke, Hearts is Jeannie. But for plot porpuse decided to put "Jeannie" as middle name, Alicia as first name, for the books and the way she and the Joker are alive and dead at the same time.

From here, it will be mostly Crane and Harley...well Hearts too, wont lie to you.

Thanks so much for reading, from here it will be easier to rewrite, hopefully I'll end the rewrite process this week, and have the "interview" chapter by Monday... or at least that's how I want it to go. (I dont have crazy rehearse now, or at least for the next couple of weeks)

Note to myself: "Les Luthiers, the suicides" I have to use that... I have to!

Anyway... Thanks for reading, it would be great if you leave reviews, I love to read your opinions on this!

Nezzie (who's trying to quit smoking.... key word: Trying)