You are a psychologist at Arkham asylum, working with the Penguin and trying to help reform him. Today is just another one of the appointments.

He walks in wearing an orange jumpsuit, handcuffed as an armed guard stands close behind him in case he tries anything. He smirks and sits down in the chair in front of you.

“So doc, what’s today gonna be about~?” He inquired in his usual, smug tone.