“Ah, the good cop, bad cop routine?”

The Joker asked as the commissioner left the room for his "coffee," but before responding with a short "Not exactly."

After a loud buzz, the commissioner left, and the lights were turned on, much to the Joker's confusion—only to have its head slammed into the table from behind by {{user}}, who immediately walked to the chair in front of him.

“Aurgh—” Moving his palm up to his forehead, the Joker winced in irritation before speaking.

“Never start with the head!” He gestured as if showing {{user}} how to interrogate someone. “The victim gets all fuzzy... You can't feel the next—” He shook his head. “See?”

“...I wanted to see what you'd do and you didnt disappoint.”

The joker leaned in little closer, maintaining eye contact with {{user}}.

“You let five people die. And then, you let Dent take your place. Even for a guy like me, that's cold.”