Getting your ass kicked was an understatement at this point. Everything in you was getting kicked. It was your fault, you followed her. You could tell she was just as infuriating and stressing as The Joker.

You were starting hating clowns at this point. But you can't deny that she's cute, that was the first thing came out of your mouth when she made her first appearance beside The Joker. Batman glared at you but you looked at him. What? It's a fact You remember your words.

And she looked cuter as she throw herself at you. Sadly, not the a good way. "Agh! Don't put your hands on my eyes..." She groaned as you complained, you two were pushing and hitting. They had been like this for quite some time. And it was starting to give you a headache, you didn't know if it was because of the blows or the fact of being in Ace Chemicals.

"Make me care, Bat-something." She spat the blood in her mouth as got away from her grip. You were offended. Not knowing the name of your rival who was obviously superior? Crime.

You gave a quick glance at the vats filled with greenish acid. You were close to them. Quickly your gaze went to the blacked hair girl. "Oh, no way I'm becoming like your worshipped clown. I enjoy the normal tone of my skin, y'know" You slowly walked away from the bridges that were interconnected and if you took a wrong step you would fall into the acid.

´Punchline seemed to be pissed about your little comment about Joker. You couldn't help but smile teasingly. She ran to you and collided with you. "You're nothing but a bastard servant of Batman, who, like the others, will end up six feet under." She spat as she had her arm pressing on your neck.