Chapter XVII: Restoring my boss laughter.

Joker avoided looking at the gold watch on his wrist, did not want to know how many exact hours had passed slowly and silently. The only thing that interrupted the silence of the emergency room was a bip coming from the computer next to Harley, announcing that she was still clinging to life as her low pulsations indicated. J knew that Harley would not wake up for at least several hours or even more, but he did not feel his back numb or the cold of the floor as something annoying, the truly annoying and that infuriated him greatly was that his deepest memories, locked under a thousand padlocks, they threatened to leave whenever he heard the sound of the bip, emphasizing that the dark death lurked without respite the most important thing he had at that time.

For Joker, the only thing that always managed to keep his mind calm and his most hidden memories at bay; that most nights he was caught in horrible nightmares making him a chronic patient of insomnia, was the warmth of Harley's body when he slept beside her. He had discovered it a few years ago, the product of a cold she had caused on the anniversary of her father's death and obviously when he discovered the power she had to scare away the nightmares of his past, he ordered her to sleep nights in his room, in his bed, with him. She had the ability to move away, the vast majority of the nights; all the murderous instincts that emerged from the King of Gotham when the most vicious evil seized him by reminding him that he had become the most feared villain in the city. However, now, Harley's hand that he held firmly was totally cold and he did not blame her... he blamed the Snake for it; who through his revenge, with a master key; He managed to open the door that gave the most hidden and sinister memories that lurked in his mind. It was enough that his body betrayed him a brief five minutes, product of all the emotions he lived that night... so that in a short flicker his nightmare felt like the hardest reality strangling his damaged soul.

*Start of the nightmare*

The nightmare began subtly showing Joker what he had denied countless times with a real hatred, which translated into not wanting to accept what very deep down in his being had as a hidden frustrated desire ... to possess a... family; family that could have had if life had not been responsible for snatching cruelly many years ago giving birth to his new name JOKER, the version in life of what many described as the sadistic psychopath demented criminal clown... However, the nightmare, He decided to play with his mind in an illusion to what Joker now saw as a new opportunity to have something close to a family... not a normal one, but a family finally...

The nightmare would be worth recreating this illusion using some fragments of past memories beginning like this... Joker listened through the bathroom door of his room to the small and peaceful babbling of a baby. He opened the white door wearing only the loose pants of Arkham and the first thing he had said was.

"Oh... But what do we have here?" moving his arms in a funny way, like an exact copy of his memory in Arkham, only this time, he was not wearing his purple latex glove on his right hand and did not see his Dr. Quinzel on the metal table ready to receive her first electric shock. This time, J saw a baby in a blue jumpsuit sitting in the middle of the bed with its golden sheets, next to the clothes he had chosen to go to the club that night. Joker approached his son and leaned back with his body leaning toward him; while the babbling baby told him how he played with his thick gold chains scattered on the bed and making a mess with them in his little hands.

"I see you found daddy's chains..." J also interlaced his hands in the long chains "you have fun with them, right?..." the baby babbled again moving his hands as if it were an affirmation and J gave him an authentic smile taking one of the gold chains and putting it around his neck "you still do not know, son... but gold means power... in a few years you will inherit all daddy's chains... and with them a great responsibility..."

The baby looked at him with his big blue eyes and Joker pulled the long chain around his neck

"I know... it's too early to talk about that..."

At that moment she saw Harley approaching them from the other side of the room with the dress she always remembered, the one with golden and black rhombuses with her hair a little longer but not leaving the pink and blue in its wavy tips. Harley, standing in front of the bed leaned toward the baby, who turned to see her.

"What does Mommy's little monster do?..." she kissed his forehead.

"We shared a moment of father and son... that's all, honey..." Joker carefully pulled Harley's arm so that he fell to the bed next to him and now the two in a lopsided hug watched the prince of Gotham who was still playing with the golden chains of his daddy and he found himself telling him another fragment of memory "I cannot wait to show him my toys!"

Making obvious allusion to what he told a terrified Griggs, but this time he was the one who answered him.

"Puddin... talking about power again?"

"It is inevitable, baby... you did it very well... it will be bigger than your father, it is all a pride for me to see you grow healthy and strong" J said behind Harley, he slid his hand down her long legs and she answered him

"I know... but I warn you... you have to let him sleep, Puddin... or I will not be able to accompany you."

Joker purred at his neck, causing Harley's naughty tickles to speak in a guttural voice.

"We could have fun at home..."

"I love when you say that... but you forget that you have an empire to attend? I'm surprised you teach him how to avoid responsibility!" She kept laughing.

"Are you contradicting me?" Joker purred now threateningly around her waist with his arm clinging closer to him.

Harley turned subtly to him and J gave her a quick kiss biting her lower lip to then see her son again and say arching her eyebrows with a mad look

"We'll have a lot of fun together" she shook her hair before getting out of bed and walking to the pink crib a few more meters already, while Harley caressed the blonde hair of the baby lying attached to her and sang happily

"Something tells me that you will learn very soon to play with daddy's toys..." Joker came to the crib where his daughter seemed quite restless moving her hands.

"Where is daddy's little pumpkin?" he stretched his arms toward the baby pink romper and he immediately held his hand with the tattooed smile, which curiously always caught her attention.

"Oh you're a whimsical girl... you want the smile?... Okay, one more time... Dad has to play with Bat tonight..." Joker brought his tattooed hand to his own mouth teaching her from above to his daughter the mocking smile and cackle for she "Ha Ha Ha Ha" the baby laughed sweetly stretching her arms towards him and Joker took her raising her in front of his eyes "dear... every day you look more like your mother... you'll have daddy like crazy shooting everyone who wants to steer you... my beautiful creature..." as Harley did with his son, J kissed the baby's forehead and then he said it very much like when he was in Arkham "I will need a machine gun"

Joker smiled with an insane smile laughing sinisterly at what the little girl looked at the metal shine in her teeth and J cradled her in his arms while she continued to look at his red mouth.

"Mmm... you always show curiosity about the damage to my teeth... we'll do something with that... listen ... the story is like that... there was a very very intrusive little bird that always ruined all the fun... one day... the king was so enraged by that, I don't doubt in tearing off his wings... and snatching him..."

"Puddin!" Harley cried.

"Well... I mean..." the king made the bothersome nosy bird disappear and this caused a bat with a great black cape to go to the king's place in a golden castle in the sky, both fought in a fierce battle for sovereignty and power... they were hard with the best they had until finally the bat tore the teeth of the king... but the king laughed last... because these were not perfect as before... could be fixed, instead, annoying Bat's bird could never again fly and less intrude on the king's amusement plans. The baby laughed graciously slapping J's chest and he laughed with her.

"Yeah... it was just a bit of damage..." Joker then came closer telling her "daddy will do much more damage to anyone who wants to take away his little pumpkin!" definished telling him giving several kisses on the neck and cheeks to his smiling baby.

"Well... it's time to sleep, but first you must swear that you will only have eyes for me... and never... never... never... will you leave home without my authorization or if not Daddy will put all Gotham looking for you... although a little chaos in my daughter's name would not be bad" the baby made a babbling sound smiling at him and Joker answered "that's... you're a very... good girl"

J accommodated the baby in the crib again by tucking her in and he with her legs uncovered by stretching her arms back to him.

"No... don't look at me with those eyes... you are learning your mother's games very fast, now you must sleep, I'm late" J returned her to look at her with a stern look and she made a gesture of wanting to start crying "oh... you're a damn and charming weakness, pumpkin" he take her back in his arms "we'll tell Uncle Johnny to take care of the club, but you have to help me convince your mother..."

J placed his daughter vertically in his chest and the nightmare decided to snatch his pleasant illusion slowly starting to dig deep into the complex mind of J extracting memories and memories intertwined in a sinister nightmare... Joker with his baby in his arms felt the red blood that slid under her bare feet under the red-rimmed floor and immediately his arm slid a long silver snake that scurried down her legs and moved across the bloody floor while J heard loud female screams coming from the bed, but they were not Harley's, they were from his pregnant ex-wife and the terror melted with anger seizing Joker as he turned to see how the bed was flooded in a sea of brilliant scarlet blood that was constantly and abundantly overflowing the sheets that before they were golden.

The blood began to rise at an alarming speed through all the walls of the room until it reached the ceiling and while everything was turning into a violent red; Joker observed in the bed his ex-wife who clung tightly not to fall at the bottom of this, in the sea of blood as if it were a tunnel that pulled her violently. Instinctively J tried to move toward her, but he could not; thick metal chains wrapped around his legs and now he was wearing Arkham's straitjacket when he saw the snake bite his wife's neck with straight brown hair after several cries of sharp pain...

Her chest was oppressed without mercy feeling that she was dying with her and a loud cry of denial came from the joker's mouth as a black shadow with outstretched arms began to come out of the ceiling of the room. The long misshapen arms of the shadow reached his wife's body roughly pulling her while at the same time she was stopped by the bed, the shadow pulled hard and broke the body of his wife in two, tearing her in the middle of her abdomen and J fell to his knees panting with tears coming out of his eyes. The sea of blood dragged to him, what would have been his son and J looked up feeling stabbed his heart countless times watching his unborn child stir with the remains of visors of his dead wife. Then everything turned black and now he was in the emergency room with Harley at his side on the stretcher, but he was still in the nightmare because he still could not move for more than he tried and saw with panic as the door in front of him It opened slowly, giving way to the bloody hands of his wife who was crawling along the gray ceramic floor with half of his body torn and his face crestfallen. Everything was full of blood and crawling with his arms, advanced to Harley's stretcher.

"Get out of here... NOW!" J shouted enraged. His wife raised her face screaming horribly at the anger of J who saw how it was moving forward leaving a trail of blood on the white floor "I said get out of here... GET OUT OF HERE!"

Joker growled shaking his straitjacket, but the woman began to climb quickly with her arms on the stretcher advancing to Harley and took her by the neck beginning to strangle her with his hands full of blood.

"NO!" He exclaimed furiously, just as hard as when he saw Harley fall from the helicopter on Midway City. His ex-wife turned to him from the top of the stretcher as he continued to strangle and the venomous voice of Double S came out of his mouth

"She will die..."

Joker listened to the long "bip" that indicated that Harley's heart had stopped pumping blood to her lungs and in whispers of anguish her name cried out.

"Harley... Harley..."

The emergency room of the hospital turned into a blazing fire that quickly consumed the whole place, making J feel a truly infernal heat that burned his entire body without any mercy between large flames and a toxic black smoke that did not let him breathe. However the nightmare did not end, because J stopped feeling the burning fire on his skin, now what burned his entire body were the strong acids of chemicals drowning in them and submerged in the background he distinguished the shadow of his pregnant ex-wife watching him from above.

Joker closed his eyes and when he opened them he found himself again sitting in the center of the strange circle he had formed with weapons and blades, roses, glasses, letters, bottles of champagne, computers with Harley's face in each of them, but more important three Mamluks were also part of the confusing circle... artistic expression of his desperation to find Harley and something more... the expression that indicated his very hidden and rabid cursed desire to form a family, as the Mamluks indicated... with the only woman who adapted to his toxic way of loving.

He had his gun in his hand and a smile drew a black marker around his mouth feeling sink into the desperation of having it with him again, he knew how much he needed it after having returned to his mansion several days feeling loneliness freeze his body that always burned with your nightmares. Regrettably J still did not realize he was still in one, then the door in front of him opened and quickly stretched his arm pointing at the intruder ... this time Johnny did not enter, Batman entered.

"Where is her?" he ask with a powerful look of hatred.

"You don't remember? You killed her with your son inside Joker, I come to take you back to Arkham."

Joker pulled the trigger and the bullet went through the center of Batman's forehead killing him instantly, J fell back and laughed heavily

"HAHAHAHAHahahahahaaaaaaaaaa" his laughter transformed into a sharp cry of twisted pain and now all the blades that formed the center of the circle of weapons pointed at him were completely bloodied with Harley's blood and while Joker laughed and cried reclining on the floor with his gun in his hand, he could not stop seeing Harley's body torn in his lower abdomen on the hospital bed and he standing beside her; he held firm in his hands squeezing the "little clue" bloodied of what would have been his greatest longing and... weakness.

*End of the nightmare*

Johnny Frost, wearing his impeccable black suit and blue tie; that just a few hours ago did not look so impeccable, walked with a black bag where in the center protruding a clothes hanger, this, was bent in two in his arm while advancing through the long corridor of the emergency room that faced Harley. He was walking unsure, did not want to interrupt the privacy of his boss in that intimate moment of concern, but it was close to dawn and his armed men had to know what instructions they should follow to face a police ambush next or ambush by Batman; everyone had to be prepared for whatever happened before that happened and J was the best strategist. They needed to be directed with great skill, since Johnny knew very well that being several days, they ran with greater risk that the officers attacked with everything against them, perhaps in more than one opportunity with several plans in hand... they needed the best men at that moment and Johnny can not help remembering the Suicide Squad, he himself had seen them in action when he helped Harley get free them from Waller's control a month ago... As the situation was exasperating, in one of those he might manage to convince his boss that were necessary for the safety of his girl, but something told Johnny that they would soon appear; he had seen them very pleasant and grateful to Harley for having disobeyed his boss's order and to have gone to help them... another, which he would surely see again... would be Ivy and that idea did not displease him.

Johnny came to the emergency room facing Harley and peered through the glass door watching his boss move his hand violently, almost desperately in what seemed to whisper something with his eyes closed and immediately realized that this he was asleep, he did not have to be a fortune-teller to realize that it was a bad dream.

Johnny opened the door advancing to J, after giving a quick glance at Harley and noticing that she was still numbed by the strong painkillers and the anesthesia of the surgery, she decided to wake him up.

"Boss" he said in front of him to which Joker finally emerged from his horrifying nightmare, opening his eyes violently taking a breath and exclaiming when he saw his right hand next to him.

"FROST!"

"I didn't want to interrupt us J, but everyone is waiting for your instructions... we must act fast."

Joker ran two hands through his hair telling him.

"Get out, I don't want to see anyone at this moment, tell them to wait."

Johnny stared at his boss sitting on the floor, it was obvious that he was in a bad mood and it was not for less, but he managed to notice the drops of sweat that came down his neck and his face was paler than normal, for him.

"You're pretty bad J, did you have another nightmare?"

"Don't you hear me Frost?... I said get out!"

"I think you need to talk."

"Do you want to be my doctor...? I remind you that I had several and they all ended up insane, committing suicide or with a bullet in the head."

"You're going to have to tell me something else, you said you shot me hundreds of times and you never do it."

"You are trying your luck with me?... I'm not in the mood, now go."

"A short talk will not kill you."

"Not me, but yes you... if you don't get out of here NOW!" his boss yelled and his right hand told him.

"I'll be outside if you change your mind" Johnny turned his back on him and Joker growled, it was not exactly like leaving him alone behind the door.

"Good Frost, it will be a short talk... sit down."

Johnny returned and sat next to his boss, now they were both with their backs on the stretcher that had Harley and Frost told his boss looking at the front of the wall that had medical devices.

"I thought the nightmares had stopped long ago.

"They have never done it... one after the other... they have all told me to take her out of my life."

"You talk about killing Harley?"

"What else would it be? She always comes back... the only way she would not return would be three feets underground."

"She returns J, but do not forget that you've always looked for her."

"I know... it's like she's tied to me."

"You'll never kill her, no matter how much your nightmares tell you... if that's what worries you."

"I do not want to do it, although the doubt still latent inside me."

"You have to keep calm; that will not happen" Johnny turns his face towards his boss "have you ever told him that you love her? Especially now, that's good... she's pregnant."

"We never have another kind of show of affection" J replied, remembering the oath they both shared.

"But you can't deny that you're happy with the baby's arrival." Johnny laughed, remembering his boss's handshake and crooked smile.

"All I can tell you, Frost, is that no one would take away what I am" J turned his gaze away from what he was going to say and his right hand completed the sentence with a sure tone.

"What you've always wanted." Joker turned abruptly to his right hand with a frown.

"You don't seem surprised... how... do you know?"

"Well... I knew, since..." Johnny also kept silent; he did not know if his answer would bother his villain boss.

"You can say, we've spent a lot of things together" Joker turned his gaze to the front, thinking that never, ever, had given hints of his most hidden desire and worried to know how Frost came to that conclusion. Johnny also followed his gaze and now both looked at the medical supplies in front of them again.

"Yes, you're right…" he confirmed his affirmation of all the years with him, that they had formed the trust that they now had and answered him with the truth.

"I knew it when I saw the mamluks in the... well, that circle of weapons and strange things, I could swear I also saw roses" he confessed with a tone of humor to mitigate the seriousness of the matter of finding his boss in that despair.

"You were very reckless" J answered him, without discomfort in his voice and Johnny smiled speaking pleasantly.

"I have to tell you... I would have preferred to find you playing the piano... that circle terrified me" Joker was funny, Johnny was the only one of his men who knew that he played the piano, in fact, Harley did not know and responded with irony and light humor referring to the circle that he created.

"You say it as if you did not know me Frost... art is another form of... liberation."

He spoke with the truth, it took him quite a while to create it accurately while waiting for the information he was given with Harley's whereabouts.

"Believe me J, I know you enough to know that you will be a good father, something different from the others... but you'll be fine" he told him changing the subject, one that would make his villainous boss happier.

"That's what you think?"

"Yes, you have survived worse things... What can fatherhood do to you?"

"I think you're right and I would have laughed if the laughter was not trapped in my mouth."

"You should relax, nothing that a couple of drinks can't do" Johnny continued with humor, determined to get the laugh that his villain boss needed at that time.

"I need it severaly... and I would invite you if I didn't know that in this fucking hospital I will only find coffee."

"The coffee would not be bad, you need it bitter and with a lot of caffeine if you pretend to scare away the witch of your ex-wife" he said with irony about the nightmare that constantly tormented J.

"Very funny, perhaps you imply that you are a secretary that brings the coffee?... because I thought that you were my right hand."

"In the same way I will go for it, we both need it if we want to stay awake these four days."

"You are efficient Frost."

"What was that? It was a compliment? To the devil... You're really bad, I'll get some drinks, you need them urgently" he continued with the stubborn mood.

"I already told you... this is no time to laugh... the future of my offspring is in danger with Harley in that state.

"Offspring? It's a rather curious way of calling the baby she expects."

"Do you... you don't know?... one of the most important moments in the life of a man is to see his son follow in his footsteps" he answered him and for some reason, he remembered the voice of Harleen in Arkham "you don't think it could be a girl?"

"Well... I don't know yet... but something tells me that it will be a man and when heir is born everything that I created."

"J... I don't want to tell you this, but... do you realize that many will want to see him dead? He is your son after all."

"Frost... if you were not my right hand you would be dead for saying that... however... what you say is true, but when I refer to inherit everything I have, I also talk about all my toys and hell will fall on Gotham if someone try to kill my son before I can teach him how to use them."

"I see you speak very proud, who would say that you would recognize that you like the idea of having a boy."

"I know it's too early to think about this, but someday I'll have to die... and when that happens I'll be proud to know that my son took my place as the only heir of Gotham."

"You are very sure that it will be a boy, but you should not rule out the possibility of a girl being born."

"Don't play with me Frost..."

"No, but... you know? You're right, it will be interesting to see the baby scare with your silver teeth and all those tattoos, not to mention that he would call your attention because his father's mouth is red" Johnny gave a hearty laugh to his boss; yes, he was the only man in the world who would dare to laugh at the appearance of the King of Gotham in front of him, without finishing with a bullet in the head and did it with the only reason to achieve the laughter of his boss.

"Oh Johnny! You are offending me! Ha Ha Ha Ha" Joker finally laughs "you know perfectly well that he does not get away with anything... why hide it? If I can highlight it."

"What I know, is that you could laugh... Harley would have wanted you to laugh boss, well... other than that he would have hit me."

"You're right... she would have done it... yes... and laughter has always been my winning card..." then Joker looked at the ceiling and after a few seconds it stopped suddenly "Frost! a marker!"

Frost followed him to his feet, looking around.

"I'm terrified to ask why you want it this time, but ten-your right hand passed one of the black markers that were in the doctor's coat pocket on the wall rack while remembering all the laughter that his boss had written on the wall in front of his strange circle of weapons. Joker turned to see Harley and then uncorked the sheets of blue celestial to which Johnny turned to the side.

"Wait, boss, I'm leaving right away."

"Let's go Frost, don't tell me you're shy, if I distrusted you, you wouldn't have the keys to my house" Johnny looked at the ceiling taking a breath

"Yes, you're right... if that mansion is a home."

"Besides, don't you think I didn't notice how you look at Harls... with that kind of... fatherly form?" the joke saidr, his gaze fixed on her lower abdomen.

"Well... she's like an unruly girl sometimes."

"For you it will be a girl... for me it isn't" J unclasped the marker with his teeth and Johnny turned to see the cut his boss had made in the center of Harley's light blue robe, revealing her tattoo "Lucky You", in addition to her black underwear and tattoos on her legs.

"God! I will not ask why you cut your gown in that way, but if you know that she is unconscious, right?"

"Don't be idiot Frost, he wanted to feel the baby inside her..."

Johnny tried hard to hold his laughter, but some managed to escape while he saw J tip his face in her belly with the marker fastened with metal teeth and caressing the area as if focusing a frame with his fingers.

"You also know that she should only have two months and some pregnancy? It's impossible for you to feel anything" Johnny told him and Joker pulled the marker out of his mouth.

"Oh! I see you do n't want to stop... it's okay... it's what I need right now" he told him later, with the black marker in hand he begin to draw from end to end in Harley's flat belly, a grotesque smile, an exact copy of his own that he had tattooed on her lower abdomen. Once he finished his masterpiece, he approached to Harley's sleeping face and stroked her hair "here sweetie... Daddy put his best card on you."

Johnny did not laugh despite how funny it was to see his boss draw a big mocking smile on his pregnant girl's belly. He understood perfectly what J meant; the smile present in the wild card was the best winning move of J every time they played poker; if they had the time to do it and inevitably thought how true it was, always with his unmistakable laughter his boss came out of all the altercations that he himself caused with its chaos and destruction and it was certain that J believed that Harley needed his winning letter, that is his laugh, more than at any other time and told him.

"The question will be for her to think when she wakes up and sees that you scratches her baby" Johnny exclaimed, covering his face with his hand trying to hide his laughter as he moved his face in denial.

"The years with her tell me that Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha" Joker laugh with her other mocking smile covering her mouth with loud laughter and then stared at Harley's cheek remembering a couple of years ago had tattooed feeling an adrenaline similar and thought that she had never given up on secretly seizing his heart, although he had warned many times that this was totally rotten and lacking in feelings, that only she managed to unearth... He smiled seeing the smile drawn with marker on his abdomen , she hoped that soon she could see the reaction that she would have when she knew that she had returned to scratch in her, this time with a meaning that united them both; the mocking smile, would be responsible for deceiving the death assuring a part to J... the welfare of his son.

Johnny noticed his boss's self-absorbed look and said

"I know that look ... you tattooed her before... or am I wrong?"

"You are not wrong, it was a... gift."

"Oh yeah? Tell me which one it is of all that it has and I will tell you if it is a gift.

"On her cheek" his boss replied and Johnny looked at the two tattoos on her, the heart was totally discarded and just left "ROTTEN" Then he gave his opinion.

"You see it? Any normal girl wouldn't consider that as a gift... Well, you have the point in favor that Harley is not the definition of normal... but "Rotten"?"

"She understood the meaning and that is what matters."

"If you say it…. speaking of her... there's something I didn't tell you."

"And that is…?"

"I don't doubt that she will be a good mother, boss... something tells me that she had always loved you."

"Yes... it's likely..." Joker took a hand combing his green knight back as he turned to see Harley's face and his mind went with a thought "I can't wait... to open her eyes and tell her"

"Well, let's go, you managed to make me laugh Frost and now there's work to do, men to lead and a bat to crush."

"First put on this, you look terrible!" Johnny handed the black bag to his villain boss who had previously forgotten in the medical instruments counter.

"No less than you" Joker said, who still had his white shirt stained red with Harley's blood; watched the delivery of Johnny seeing through a transparent part in it in the center, his golden coat and a slight purr came out of his mouth "mmm... I see you choose the bright one"

"The best, this brought us luck with Griggs."

"You learned Frost well... but avoid naming the son of a bitch."

"More than understood boss..." Joker palmed the shoulder of his right hand while both advanced to the exit "by the way J, do you have a clear idea that you will tell the baby about those sounds?"

"Oh ... you speak of the animal instinct in me... it's something... that... without doubt I hope he also inherits."

"God, I can bet he sure will."

Joker closed the door giving Harley one last look and with Johnny they walked down the hall with a view to going to the men's room.

"You will go to tell me what happens if the baby is a girl? I can imagine a little Harley fluttering around the city and more than likely inherit her beauty."

"I see you're still bothering me with that..."

"I can't imagine interrogating the poor souls who want to go out with her" Johnny laughed again.

"Who said she will have boyfriends? You... you will have to help me with that... you will tie them... and I will shoot them... if before I don't decide to make them suffer... a lot."

"I'd be surprised if you didn't digest that... but at least you already consider the option that this can happen."

They continued talking in an entertaining way until they finally reached the men's bathroom door at the end of the hall and Johnny asked his boss.

"What are you planning to do with the idiots who are coming?"

"Well... I have some ideas for them, although I think that all this of my offspring is affecting my concentration a little."

"And it's just the beginning..."

"Frost, get a deck of cards, a radio and another marker..."

"Anything else?"

"Maybe coffee is not a bad idea."

"I thought I'd bring it to you anyway... you have to be focused for what's coming."

"Oh... we'll make this work... I'll give you directions in fifteen minutes at the reception and you'll tell them all later. You know I don't like to repeat things twice."

"I got it." Johnny nodded as he walked down the hall and heard his villainous boss tell him as he turned.

"Frost, when this is over... you should take a holiday."

"It's the best order you've given me in these entire years boss... and you must stop, you start to scare me, you'll make me tell Harley to have babies more often" he said walking down the hall and he heard Joker exclaim behind the bathroom door.

"What a sense of humor! my indispensable right hand!"