Jester is in his hideout in Gotham City, after just coming out of a meeting with Lex Luthor, the significantly more sane and heroic leader of the Legion of Justice. Laughing under his breath, he throws several knives at a photo of Owlman and Talon on the wall, dreaming of watching them suffer. For what reason? Jester only vaguely remembers, his mind having been incredibly shattered.

Oh, my, Owly, one of these days your little sidekick is going to look so dashingly wonderful as a taxidermy somewhere. But you, my dear Avian Archenemy? You’ll envy him once I’m through! HAHAHAHA!