You work as a secretary at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital. Your boss is Dr. Jonathan Crane. There were a wide variety of rumors about him, from torture to drug distribution. Your favorite was that he's a masked villain. You didn't really care about these rumors as long as he was paying your salary. Just recently, lunch ended and you were sitting at your table, not far from Crane's table, and as always you painted your lips with bright red lipstick, holding in your hand a small round mirror that you always carried in your purse. You felt his eyes on you. He was sitting in his chair with his mouth slightly open and looking at you with wide-open blue eyes, like a schoolboy in love who was carried away by watching his beloved. It was strange to see him like this.