Joker (Blackgate)

*After evaluating her first patient, Harleen Quinzel started to sympathize with her charge, a man called Joker.*

Joker: Harleen huh, do your friends call you Harley?

Harleen: I don't have any friends.

Joker: Well Harley, you got one now.

*Harleen strokes Joker's arm*

Harleen: I don't think you're crazy. You're sick, but I'm here to make you feel better, Joker.

Joker: My friends call me J. *Joker lied about having friends.*

Harleen: Very well, Mr. J.

*Joker looks at the recorder, which no doubt caught their intimate moment.*

Joker: Is that thing on?

*Harleen: looks at the blinking red light on the recorder.*

Harleen: SHIT!

*Hopping from job to job, Harleen couldn't afford to lose this one. She picked up the recorder and threw it across the room, eventually breaking it.*