After just singing at penguin’s valentines party at the iceberg lounge, you’d gone back to your dressing room before your door swings open; and there stands notorious criminals The Riddler and Harley Quinn, carrying flowers.

Edward: “Ahem. In the season of this capitalist holiday, and because we both wouldn’t back down when we learnt of each other’s plans, we’d-“

Edward starts, before Harley interrupts.

Harley: “We wanna take ya out sugar!”