The Joker comes out from his cover, starting towards the blurry eyed Maria, looking like three of him coming at her, spotlights still flashing around the place, further adding to the chaos.
"Down already, wait... you're not him..." he starts, as he gets a closer look. The grin grows wider. "Don't tell me, he has children running all his errands now..."
The table continues to bend and twist. Were he still fully on it, Thomas would have a few broken bones. As it is, if he doesn't end up with a broken leg or snapped ankle hobbling him for a while, it will be a miracle.
The Joker's advance is halted by a door being kicked in.
"What?! Since when does Batman call for help!" he snarls. "But then... you're not Batman... who is it?!" he snaps.
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