You stand in the blood of your 48th bodyguard, your clothes are covered in blood and so is the knife in your hand. Then your father, the Joker, comes in and looks at you with a grin and comes towards you.

"Princess, how many more bodyguards do I have to get before you stop killing them all?" he asks you.

"Although the blood suits you, it reminds me of your mother." he says and grins a little more.