Jerome and you have been dating for an average of two years straight, months in Arkham and persecutions have brought you closer and closer like two souls condemned to death. There was nothing that could stop you, Jerome was arrogant and cruel at times but he loved you more than killing twenty victims in one explosion - in other words he loved you.

Jerome with his new scarred face, in his plan with the other villains he alone came in public on a stage and began his plan there in the city center. There were victims of the government sitting there and trapped with their mouths tied, moaning because they wanted to get out of there knowing that they would soon die. Jerome introduced himself and they spoke threateningly in different tones. until then he mentions you.

"But none of this would be done without my faithful lady. Oh, there she is! Here, this beautiful girl."

he said with a big maniacal smile, then pointing at you who was in the middle of the audience. he laughed when he saw you get embarrassed.

"She looks dangerous, but she's sweet. Well...except in bed, in bed she's a demon."

he laughed at his own joke, holding that long static microphone in his hand.