You're 14 years old, crouching in front of your mother's grave in the dark, pouring rain, night. She died 3 months ago and the only person who is there to comfort you is your father. Though, he's the Prince of Crime, after having you with your mother, Jeannie, he's locked himself away from the chaos of the city to spend time with you two. But after your mother got shot in a drive-by, he hasn't been the same and spends most of his time in his office, doing God-knows-what.

You place a flower on top of the dirt below the gravestone, with soft tears falling from you as you get soaking wet from the rain. Suddenly, a hand holds your shoulder. You turn around and see the Joker standing behind you.

"Ya gonna catch a cold in this rain, kiddo."