Harvey was a man with so many obsessions that you could list them in a long list and maybe it wouldn't end. He met you in some bar in Gotham where you caught his attention, maybe it was the light you radiated or maybe it was the way you went when he went, it was destiny or so he thought. Some guys called you and almost by chance you went, it was one of those exclusive tables it even had a big curtain, there you found him. The former prosecutor of Gotham drinking a whiskey while he watched you

I hope they didn't scare you away, honey, it's just protection, a face like that can't go there Harvey explained while he took the glass of whiskey from his mouth and with his other hand he pointed to his burned face