Joker stepped outside, frowning and disapproving of the cold atmosphere that greeted him.
"This weather is better suited for the likes of Cobblepot!" He exclaimed whilst raising his non-existent eyebrows.
Looking up at the sky, that was filling thick and and fast with snowflakes, he stuck his tongue out as far as he could and closed his eyes.
Arms out-stretched, he began to twirl round and round in circles slowly before stopping and turning to Frost.
"Aren't ya gonna join me?" He asked encouragingly with just a hint of sarcasm.
Frost smiled.
Joker leaned forward, his eyes and his smile wide and menacing "Suit yaself!"
He turned and spat at the ground and walked off into the darkness in search of his car followed closely by Frost.
Reaching for his keys he found them and chucked them at Frost as he turned "You can drive" he growled.
"Sure. Where are we going boss?" Frost asked as he opened the door for him.
"Anywhere. Surprise me.." the joker replied.
They'd been driving for several minutes in silence.
The joker was restless, his mind racing more than usual. Unwanted memories. Unwanted thoughts. Thoughts of Her. Relentless and repetitive.
Had he been driving he could of distracted and entertained himself. Jumped a few red lights.. Dodged a few pedestrians.. Anything for a bit of entertainment.
Instead he was forced to sit with his thoughts. He closed his eyes and gripped his head whilst a look of excruciating pain took over his facial features.
Johnny although driving couldn't help but notice the state he was in. He was concerned.
He had originally planned to take him to a new club just south of Gotham on the outskirts.
He'd heard interesting things about this place and was sure his boss would be pleased with the new opportunity for business deals.
He wasn't sure if he would be impressed or in the mood but he'd told himself anything had to of been better than the joker sat at home in silence.
He knew all his boss needed was a little action to cheer him up.
"Almost there Boss"
The joker growled a sigh under his breath. He loved Johnny but sometimes he was just too slow and too damn sensible when it came to driving.
He turned to look at him and reached across using his hand to mimic a gun to Frosts head.
"God... Would it kill ya to put ya foot down once in a while?!"
"Sorry.." frost started.
Joker waved him away as if to say, don't worry or be quiet.
He then took out his phone, instantly regretting it once seeing the screensaver of his ex, Harley.
He really needed to change that.
Accompanied with the image were a series of unread messages. 39 to be exact.
Some of them where short and simple outbursts.
One read: I need U..
Another: I miss U..
Followed by: Answer me!
And: You can't just forget about me!
Other messages were longer. He could only see the first parts before they trailed off into what he guessed was an endless boring ramble.
He didn't want to know. He wanted to be free of her. He wanted to forget her.
How many times have they been here before.
How many more times would they need to go here again?
He reminded himself once more that he didn't need anyone.
"Dling!" His phone received another message.
This time, the pop up read "picture message received"
He ignored it, chucking his phone on the dashboard.
He opened his mouth, just about to tell Frost to pull over.
"No need Boss, we're here!" Johnny assured him, reading his mind.
Johnny jumped out the car and rushed round to the passengers side to open the door for the frustrated clown.
Once out, joker closed his eyes, inhaled the fresh cool air deeply and stretched, he then shook his head and hair with a smile before re-opening his eyes and turning to face the mystery place before him.
As they approached the club the bodyguard and doorman who were standing out in the cold quickly moved to one side.
Johnny grabbed the door and opened it as the joker gave a fake smile, covering his face with his tattooed hand.
An awkward silence fell inside the club as the Joker and his right hand man entered.
The atmosphere around them had been euphoric, now it was uneasy.
Everybody froze.
Everyone felt uncomfortable scared and on edge.
They had all immediately stopped what they'd been doing; talking, drinking, dancing.
All eyes were fixed on Him.
All minds questioning the same thing; what was he going to do next?
The music continued to boom in the background.
The joker suddenly spoke: "Well - this is intense!" Before erupting with laughter.
Frost smiled, looking around and marvelling at the effect his bosses presence had on others.
He stepped forward and gestured to a booth toward the back of the club, the joker obliged and headed off in that direction.
As he passed a few people he mimicked the action of biting and laughed to himself as they repelled back into their chairs.
He felt flattered.
So easily he could take some lives.
So easily he could tear this place apart.
But instead he sat, waiting for someone to bring him a drink.
He knew the routine. It wouldn't be long before a member of staff came over with a bottle of their best as an offering and goodwill gesture of peace.
A pathetic, hopeless act.. Now who did that remind him of?
Sure enough, as if on queue someone made their way over to him with a bottle of their finest and most expensive drink they had to offer.
To his surprise it was a woman.
More often than not it would be a man who would reluctantly sacrifice himself.
His eyes wandered over her figure, absorbing the image that approached him.
Tall. Blonde. Curvy.. It was as if the universe was constantly trying to remind him of Her.
He wouldn't give in that easy.
"Thank.. You.." he purred to the lady who resembled his ex.
She dared to look at him only for the briefest second before turning and rushing away.
His attention turned back to Harley once more as he pulled out his phone.
Curiosity had got the better of him, no doubt she had hurt herself then taken a photo in some desperate attempt at winning his attention, he thought.
He was wrong.
Oh how wrong he was.