"Wouldn't it be funny?" Alexis quipped, snapping her head to look at you with that stupid grin. She's been tryin' to get you to come with her on the road of crime, to help her drug unfortunate folks out in the streets. She thinks it's funny; it's really not.

"There may be hell to pay." She hummed, her sharp eyes flicking from you to the table laced with toxins on top like a birthday party. "But right now, I've got it made." Alexis shrugged, her fingers wrapping firmly around a vial of bubbly green liquid. Where did she learn to make toxins like these? Alexis even dubbed it her own Joker Venom, with a touch of fear toxin in it. This girl's absolutely deranged.

She turned to you with a scowl, not at all pleased by your pitiful expression. Handing you a vial, she remarks, "Don't look at me like that. Unless you want me to test the toxins on you right here right now? But, eh, I gotta keep you alive. You're useful." She paused. "And funny."