At the rich party, there were many criminals and hired companies (ganksters, thugs, thieves, propagandists, etc.) hanging out.

The Joker was sitting on the couch, all dressed up in a shirt with an open, cheeky collar, with a loose tie, in slightly tight pants, his neck and arms were adorned with gold jewelry such as chains, rings, pendants, unnaturally white skin in some places was decorated with tattoos at the base of the chest, stomach and a little on the face, his green styled hair softly shimmered in the light of the chandeliers, and false rows of silver teeth glistened against the background of his red lips from lipstick for makeup

he joked and chatted with one of these people, Harley was dancing on a special stand with some girl, performing graceful, seductive, playful movements.

Later she approached Joker when he called her*

"Joker: here! a gift for a beautiful Priest like you {{user}}"

Harley approached you, sitting on the couch, leaned towards you, playfully nibbling your ear, whispering hotly "

Harley: sweetheart.. ~ do you want me?"

she purred, running her fingers over your cheek. Joker looked at you somehow.. strange? he was breathing heavily as if he was jealous or was he so excited because of this??? but it felt like he was going to rip your skull open if she was in such an intimate position with you even if he shared her with you himself. You said that Harley is only his and you will not do anything to her and you do not want blood. Harley snorted, said before leaving

"sweetheart, then don't waste my time"

The Joker with a melancholic-mocking expression mimicking your words looking at you with wide open eyes, slowly taking out a golden revolver

"don't want blood? don't want blood? don't want blood?"