Chapter 5

A few minutes ago,

Ferris Boyle opened his eyes and he quickly realized where he was; on the rooftop of the building next to the one that he called home. "What the hell is going on? How did I get here?" Boyle thought to himself. He remembered seeing the Joker enter his party and then nothing. It was as if he had just blacked out and appeared over here. "It's always that damn clown causing problems for me," Boyle thought to himself. He pulled out his phone and called up a number.

Now,

"So what's your names?" Harleen asked one of the Joker's men as she sat in the back of the Joker's van with the two of them. "Tucker," One of the said. "Jordan," The other said. "Hi," She said cheerfully. "You're gonna have a nice time," Jordan said. "When the boss is really trying to be nice, he's a good guy. You get him mad though...," Tucker added. "I'm sure I'll be fine," Harleen said with a laugh.

The back door slammed opened and the Joker jumped in. "Let's go, boys. We had tiny incident with a certain Bat in there. I got the jump on him but it's pretty FUBAR up there," The Joker explained. Without another word, the van began driving up the road. "Well, Harley. Sorry we had to rush out the door like this. Hopefully it won't interrupt our night," He said, almost sweetly.

"Hopefully not," She smiled. "So, is that paint that you wear?" She asked. The Joker shook his head. "No my dear. This is what happens when one has one very bad day," The Joker explained. "Now, you tell me, Harley Quinn. Have you ever met someone who you felt an instant connection with? Someone who you feel like should truly, truly be in your life forever?"

"Is he talking about me? He's got to be talking about me. He singled me out at the party after I told him everything. Maybe this is love at first sight? Love? Wait, what? That doesn't make any sense. I've just met this man. I've known about him doing all of these crazy things though. Is that really a turn-off though? That really means that he's exciting and isn't that something that you really want in a man, Harley?" She thought to herself.

She began to nod enthusiastically. "Yeah, I know the exact feeling that you mean. I believe in all of that. I'm a hopeless romantic, y'know?" She laughed. "Oh, I know. I see in that in your eyes, Harley," The Joker said before he let out a laugh.

"So tell me about yourself. The man, not just the Joker that everyone talks about. Like why did you need to get Ferris Boyle?" Harley asked. "He's trying to steal my home out from under me. He's sent one, two, three people out to kill me in as many days! I'm the victim just trying to defend myself," The Joker explained. "Wow, you wouldn't think a man like that would stoop so low," Harley replied. "Right? Oh, I'm so glad that someone understands my woes," The Joker said, leaning back in his seat.

"I understand completely. Keep talking, Mister J, I'll just be your therapist here," Harley said with a smile. The Joker and Harley continued enthusiastically talking as they drove back to the Joker's Steel Mill.