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As they drove, Leonora couldn't help but stare at the strange clown. He seemed so familiar to her, yet it had to be the adrenaline that was getting to her.
"Take a picture why won't ya… it'll last longer" Harley snaps. Leonora slowly turns her gaze towards her. That b*tch better not test me. Leonora thinks to herself. The Joker felt upset that Leonora didn't respond. This isn't like you at all doll face. He thinks to himself.
"Aren't you gonna say anything…?" The Joker asks.
"I'm not going to waste my time on trash like her" She responds, turning her gaze towards the window. The Joker couldn't help but chuckle. Still have it in ya doll face. He thinks to himself.
"Puddin' she called me trash…!" Harley complains. The Joker ignores her. Instead he pulls Leonora by the arm and makes her face him.
"Let me go you psycho clown… what the f*ck is wrong with ya!" Leonora yells.
"Look at me… Look at me!" The Joker mutters in anger. He grabs Leonora's jaw in a tight grip; she tries her best not to look at him.
"Why did you take me with you…?" Leonora struggles to say. The Joker chuckles at her question.
"Isn't it obvious doll face…? It's a funny world we live in, we meet years later on the same date" Harley couldn't take her jealousy anymore. The way Mr. J was holding that girl made her angry. Despite him being brutal with the girl, she didn't want any other woman near him but her.
"Mr. J' you let that girl go…!" Harley exclaims. The Joker lets Leonora go and turns his gaze towards Harley.
"I forgot you were in here Harley dear…" He chuckles.
"What… you dumb idiot, what is that girl to you!" She screams in anger. She's not a big bimbo after all. The Joker thinks to himself, amused that Harley had the guts to talk to him that way.
"Harley… you're getting me angry" The Joker responds."
"What…!" She exclaims in anger. "I'm getting you angry… and what about me!" She screams.
"Why don't I just shoot our little driver here…" The Joker aims his gun at the driver, causing Harley to panic. "Maybe that will knock some sense into both of you" He adds.
"No puddin' please you'll kill us!" Harley yells.
"Do it for all I care, I'm dead meat with you anyway" Leonora chuckles. The Joker shoots the driver, Harley quickly takes the wheel.
"Now Harley I advise you to shut that trap of yours unless you wanna end up like our little friend there" The Joker threatens.
"I won't say another word puddin'" Harley responds.
"What has this world turned you into doll face, suicidal…?" The Joker chuckled.
"Maybe…" Leonora jokes, both maniacs' laugh at the same time.
"Boy do I wanna make you scream right now" The Joker mutters, lightly brushing the gun in his hand on her cheek.
"Guns don't scare me clown..." She chuckles.
"Maybe a knife will… you know that's my favorite tool" He says with a grin on his face. Just then, Harley stops the car.
"We're here puddin'…" Harley says, quickly stepping out of the car. He likes her… why does he like her! What does she have that I don't! That filthy clown will get his! She thinks to herself as she storms in the house.
"Seems your girlfriend is pretty upset" Leonora chuckles.
"Harley always gets mad, but she always comes back in the end. Now that's my problem with her" The Joker responds.
"Why am I even talking to you…?" Leonora rolls her eyes and turns her gaze towards the window. The Joker opens the car door and steps out of the car.
"Now doll face don't make things any more difficult" He says, Leonora ignores him. Suddenly, she feels a tight grip on her arm. Am I really a doll to him or something…? How dare he pull me like that? She thinks to herself.
"Let me go will ya…" She snaps. He lets her go and smiles. She steps out of the car and looks at the house.
"Gees after all these years and you still love to yell at me" He says sarcastically.
"What the hell are you talking about…? I don't know you" She snaps. That day of the accident must have giving her amnesia… I could use this to my advantage. Or could she be lying…? Any "normal" person would fear and be frightened by the sight of me… but she's not scared… not one bit.
"Just walk inside already will ya…" The Joker mutters in anger.
"How about no... No and f*ck no...!" She yells at him. The Joker pulls her by her hair and drags her inside the house. As he dragged her, she kept yelling at him, calling him names… just as she did years ago.
"The more you insult me, the more I smile" The Joker says in laughter.
The same day, nighttime
"It's time to call the Batman, we have to see the information he has" Commissioner Gordon says to Officer Fernandez as they walk to the Bat signal.
"Do you think he has a trace on the Joker" Officer Fernandez asks.
"I'm sure he might have a clue" Gordon responds and adds, "We have to inform him that he also took someone else hostage"
"You mean Leonora Santoro…?" Officer Fernandez asks.
"Yes, she's one of Jennifer Quinzel's friends, so it's natural that he'd abducted someone that has ties to her" Gordon says.
"But Gordon… why would the Joker want someone that is not really all that important…? I don't mean to sound cruel, but who would be more important to abduct… Jennifer Quinzel or Leonora Santoro?" Fernandez asks and adds, "He took Jennifer first, so what would be the point of taking Ms. Santoro?"
"You have a good point there Fernandez" Gordon responds. He turns on the Bat sign.
"Hopefully he'll arrive shortly" Gordon says.
"I hope so… we still have a lot to cover Gordon" Fernandez responds.
"Commissioner, Officer…" Batman suddenly says. Both men turn their gazes to face him.
"Batman… have you found any trace on Quinzel" Gordon asks.
"I have two locations, but none are certain. I was just on my way here to meet you" Batman informs him.
"Great minds think alike..." Gordon jokes.
"By the way Batman… he has another person hostage" Fernandez informs him.
"Who…?" Batman asks.
"Leonora Santoro…" Fernandez responds. Suddenly, Gordon gets a distress call on his walkie talkie.
"What seems to be the trouble…?" Gordon asks. Fernandez turns his gaze towards Gordon.
"Gotham nation bank is under attack…" The person responds.
"What… we have to get going then" Fernandez says. When he turns his gaze towards Batman, Batman had already left.
"Does he always do that…?" Fernandez asks.
"What leave in the middle of a conversation… yup" Gordon responds.
I don't want to care… I can't care about you Leonora Santoro. Yet you're a victim and I must save you from him. I wouldn't live with myself if I'd let you die in his arms.