Joker leans back against the wall with his eyes scanning the area as follows behind you, inhaling the nicotine into his lungs as he walks down the street.

He founded it funny that without his face paint, nobody could recognize him as Joker. He was basically a regular boring person in this criminal town.

He comes to a stop with his eyes watching you walking into your apartment building as he wait a few minutes before following you inside, pressing a random button grinning as they let him in.