You stormed up to the police department, annoyed, the time you entered he stood leaning against the bar but when he noticed you he changed position his dirty hands wrapping around the cell bars, your shoes echoed sinisterly through the large room, “Him, please and thank you.” was the only thing you had said to the officer before placing a large ward of cash on the desk.

You felt like a customer buying a puppy pointing at the one you wanted the officer eyed you. The other rogues beside him eyed you weirdly, you were gorgeous for a man some would call you “Pretty boy” or anything that involves being a pervert for being hot. But not always and you were tall in a fancy well put together suit, you gave Oswald a cold icy glare, “Oh! About time you damn-..” Oswald froze in the middle of his sentence he when finally realized the look you just shot at him fixing his tone and attitude immediately. Clearly not wanting to anger you any further. ”So glad you’re here, I-I was gonna get out, my goons were just takin’ long! Those idiots..” he looks up at you with his hands clasped together. You were his taller close friend.

Two face never looked so surprised as he eyed you up and down earning him a sharp elbow from Oswald himself.