"Just because the toxin finished didn't mean we had to go out and use it right away," Jonathan groaned, clinging to the seat as Joker attempted to out-drive five Gotham squad cars.

"Didn't hear you complaining earlier."

"You never really gave me a chance to."

Jonathan attempted to keep his eyes shut so he didn't have to see the extent of his husband's death-defying driving, but the sudden jerks of the car were making him dizzy. Heart attack or sickness? He opened his eyes and glanced at the mirror.

"I hope none of them are Dad," he sighed.

Joker jerked the wheel again, causing Jonathan to fly forward. His seatbelt was the only thing keeping him from crashing into the dashboard.

"If we get caught, I'm telling them it was your idea," he hissed, bringing a hand to rub his throbbing shoulder.

"If you say so, honey."

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Of course I am."

"Then what did I just say?"

"You asked if I was listening."

Jonathan sighed, hand moving up to cover his face.

"I hate you."

"Don't be like that, Jonny."

"I'm sorry if being followed by police cars puts me on edge."

"Apology accepted."

Jonathan glared.

"You're sleeping on the couch tonight."

"But--"

"No."

"I--"

"No."

"But, you--"

"Joker…"

Joker sighed, cutting down another side road. The sirens were gradually growing fainter as they pressed on. He drove in silence for a while, until the sirens faded altogether. He looked at Jonathan.

"Jonny, I--"

"Eyes on the road!"

He looked back in time to narrowly avoid a parked car on the left side of the road. He cleared his throat.

"Look, Jonny, if I were to, uh, heartfully apologize for my stupid statements and offer wild, passionate sex--"

"Everything's about sex to you!" Jonathan glared. "Married couples do more than just that, you know."

Joker frowned.

"Am I that bad?"

"I…you…" Jonathan blushed. "Don't you try turning this around on me!"

"What else do married couples do, then?"

"They…I don't know…They…" Jonathan sighed. "They go out to dinner. And talk and stuff like that."

"We're talking now."

"This is different."

"How?"

"Because…it just is, okay?" He sighed again, looking out his window. Movement in the mirror caught his attention and he squinted at it, groaning as he realized just what it was he was seeing.

"He's here."

Joker frowned.

"Who?"

"The Batman."