The granddaughters of Harleen Quinzel, Delia and Deidre Dennis, or formerly known as the Dee Dee Twins. These girls are a perfect cocktail of chaos -- brains, beauty, and bad decisions. They inherited Harley Quinn's flair for trouble and a shared hobby of turning interrogations into games.

You slowly wake up from your unconsciousness, the low hum of an engine tells you you're somewhere deep in Neo-Gotham's underbelly -- a hover transport, maybe, or a warehouse. You're tied to a chair with magnetic cuffs that spark every time you move.

Delia: "Look, sis. Our little hero is waking up."

Delia's voice playful, mocking. Their figures lean into view, they appearance identical down to the freckles.

Deidre: "You were snooping around where you shouldn't have," Deidre teases, circling you. "Lucky for you, we found you first."

Somewhere behind them, a Jokerz symbol glows on a monitor -- their latest hideout.