Yeah, Joker may have some Issues with Batman, that was pretty obvious.
But what really struck Harley was the fluency in which he talked about the corrupt world.
It was well thought out, as she said before, incisive.

Harley looked at the closed door he walked out of 15 minutes prior. She took the hairband out of her hair and let it come down like a blonde curtain falling across her face, god her head hurt.

She quickly brushed through her hair then made her way along the corridor to the coffee room.

"Harleen! Good to see you" Joan said lightly, did the woman ever do any actual work?
Joan smiled and sipped on her coffee.

"Hey Joan, do you have any paracetamol?"
Harley could feel the small bang in the back of her head, it was like a small band was having a party.

Joan put down her coffee and opened her purse.
"Sure, two tablets I'm guessing?"
She had already popped two out as her assumptions were correct.

"Yes please, can I have a coffee?"Harley weakly smiled, she could swallow them dry but she knew she would retch.

Joan was already out her seat and getting a mug ready. What should Harley tell her about the session?

She sighed softly, she knew she should tell Joan everything, everything he says or does. The Batman comments, the rage and the struggle, the fact he could have easily killed her about an hour ago...

"Here you go!"
Joan put a steaming cup of coffee in front of her, interrupting Harley's train of thought.

Harls grabbed the tablets and gratefully drank a large mouthful of coffee, scalding her tongue.

Joan smiled "Better?"

"Will be soon, thank you."Harley grimaced.

Joan put her elbows on the table like she was expecting a story.

"So what happened today Dr. Quinzel with your session with the Joker?"

Harley had to consider what she was going to say, she didn't have to tell her everything...

"We talked about Batman."
Harley stated matter-of-factly.

Joan's eyes widened.
"Really?! What did you talk about?"

Jesus, she looked like a kid at Christmas.

Harley crossed her legs and wearily squeezed her eyes shut before opening them again.

"Well he didn't say much when I first mentioned it, I thought he was going to become angry..."

She took another swig of coffee before continuing.

"He didn't say anything for about ten minutes then he said Batman was crazy for dressing up and that Batman should be in here with him. To be honest that was it."

Harley decided it was best to make the sessions sound as mundane as possible otherwise Joan would think he was too much for her to handle.

Joan looked bored, like she had heard it all before.

"Did he sound angry or upset? Did he GET angry or upset?"
She was frowning.

"To be honest Joan he was mumbling, talking quietly. He just remained in his restraints. He said that no one could see how similar they actually were."

Joan raised an eyebrow but then smiled

"Well it sounds like he doesn't hate you like most of his therapists. Probably something to do with you being a blonde bombshell." Joan grinned.

Harley let out a genuine laugh but they both knew Joker had never shown appreciation sexually for any
man or woman, no-one was really sure what his 'deal' was.

"Okay Miss. Quinzel it seems like things are going fine, just keep making notes and I'm always here if there are any problems" Joan continued before getting up to head to her office.

Harley stood up, she wanted to go home and sleep
"Thanks Joan I will see you tomorrow, thanks for the coffee."

"No worries, see you tomorrow."

Joan waved as she went out the door.

As she was driving home she realised her headache was gone, she smiled.

Another week till Monday.


-ARKHAM ASYLUM: JOKERS CELL-

The Joker was lying on his cot again.
She really listened to him, she drank in every word he said.
He giggled with glee, when she got home tonight she would stick some frozen crap in the microwave, put on her cosy pyjamas and watch bad television but somewhere in this everyday boring routine done by millions of boring people she would consider everything he said, she would reconsider her entire belief structure however the Joker had a small feeling she had considered it already.

Another week until he saw his Harlequin.