"I'm sorry, Nora, he's absolutely resolute about this," said Dr. Leland, gently. "He won't see you. But he did ask me to give you this."

She handed her a file with Freeze's name on it. "It's…information on all the crimes he's committed," murmured Dr. Leland. "He's hoping if you read about them, you'll begin to see him as the criminal and the monster he thinks he is. And that will destroy your love for him."

Nora took the file carefully. "I…I don't think it will," she stammered. "Is that wrong? I mean, I don't think I could ever think of Victor as a monster, but even if he objectively is one…is it wrong of me to still love him?"

Dr. Leland sighed. "You can't help who you love," she murmured. "Even if you don't always approve of the things they do."

"And he did them for me," she murmured. "To save me…maybe I should feel guilty about that, but I don't. I just feel…touched and flattered and…even more in love with him. I…I just know him deep down, Dr. Leland, and he's not what he's become. He's so much more than that. He's a sweet, gentle man who just wants to be happy. I don't know why the world has made that so impossible for him. For us."

She wiped her eyes. "He…he never would have hurt anyone if not for me. But he was desperate…and yes, maybe he did the wrong thing more than he should have. Maybe he was…heartless towards other people. But that's only because his own heart was breaking. I'm not trying to defend him or excuse him, but…I can't hate him, Dr. Leland. I just can't."

Dr. Leland sighed again. "Victor is a very determined man, as I think you know, Nora," she said. "If you can't persuade him of something, nobody else has a chance. And he's convinced himself that cutting off all contact with you is the only way you'll be able to move on and be happy. Perhaps…you should try doing that, for his sake."

"You actually think it would make Victor happy to see me with someone else?" she demanded.

"Rationally? Yes," replied Dr. Leland. "Irrationally, I think the jealousy would consume him and he would become even more depressed and angry than ever, despite his better feelings and more noble nature."

"And you think I could do that to him?" she demanded. "You think I could do that to the man I love?"

Dr. Leland was silent. "I'm not sure what other choice you have, Nora," she said, gently. "I'm no specialist in Victor's condition, but I trust him when he tells me it's incurable. He will be like this for the rest of his life. And what kind of life can you have with a husband who can't be in the same room as you for any length of time unless he's encased in a protective suit? A husband you can't touch without burning him, and freezing yourself?"

Nora was silent. "I won't leave him," she whispered. "Not after all he's done for me. There has to be a way."

"I admire your determination," said Dr. Leland. "I think I can see one of the reasons why you and Victor were so suited to each other. But in this case, maybe you're both being too stubborn for your own good."

"We're like that," replied Nora, nodding. "And we're certainly not about to change now."

She stood up. "Thank you for your time, Dr. Leland. Please tell Victor I love him, but he's an idiot, and I'm going to continue to try to see him every day I can."

Dr. Leland looked at her. "I should theoretically respect Victor's wishes," she said, standing up too. "But if you'll come with me, I'll try to let you see him."

She led Nora down the hall towards the cafeteria. "Uh…just to forewarn you," she said, turning around before she opened the door. "These are lunatics, so…things can get a little crazy at lunch."

Nora was about to ask her what she meant, and then Dr. Leland pushed open the door, and she saw.

"Not that name! I hate that goddamn name!" roared the Joker, who had his hands around Harley Quinn's throat, pinning her down on the ground.

"Ok…puddin'…we'll go with…Joley instead!" gasped Harley.

"We are not having a stupid couple name!" shouted Joker, continuing to throttle her. "You are not one half of my greatness! I'm the Joker! There is no Joley, there is no Harker, there is only the Joker, and his dumb, blonde, insignificant henchwench who didn't even have a name until I gave her one!"

While this was going on, Poison Ivy was attempting to beat Joker over the head with her tray, shrieking and shouting at him to let Harley go, and Two-Face was huddled in a corner, muttering to himself. "There are two people, not one, two people can't have one name, it doesn't make any sense!"

Meanwhile, Edward Nygma and Jonathan Crane were in the middle of a fight, if fight was what such a thing could be called. Neither of the two men were particularly athletic, and now Crane had managed to get Nygma in some kind of headlock as he slammed his face repeatedly into the wall, while Nygma was kicking out at him, screaming, "It is a riddle why anyone would want to share a name with Harley! It is, it is, it is!"

Victor Freeze sat alone in a corner of the cafeteria, calmly eating his meal and trying to ignore the chaos around him, watching it all with a bored expression. Nora saw him in his suit for the first time, a man literally isolated from the rest of humanity and the world, and the sight brought tears to her eyes.

He looked up and saw her suddenly, and there was sadness in his own eyes, instantly replaced by rage. "What is the meaning of this?" he roared, in a voice that halted the chaos around him as everyone turned to stare at him. "How dare you disobey my orders, Dr. Leland?!"

"You don't have any authority over me, Victor – you're my patient," replied Dr. Leland, calmly. "And your wife refused to leave until she'd seen you."

"Well, she's seen me now," he growled. "And what a pleasant sight I must be for her. Seeing her husband as this…thing!"

He slammed his fist down on the table, cracking it in two. "Victor, please…" began Nora, but he ignored her and stormed past her out of the room.

Dr. Leland sighed. "I'm sorry – that might have done more harm than good. I just thought he might change his mind if he was confronted with you again."

"Victor doesn't change his mind," murmured Nora, tearing up again. "And neither do I."

She turned and left the asylum without another word.