"We did good work tonight," Bruce said to Adriana as they drove home.
"My eyes are so tired," Adriana said. They had both been looking at screens for hours. "Aren't yours?"
"Yes," Bruce answered.
"I feel bad..." Adriana said. "You have to wake up early for work...and I get to sleep in as long as things aren't too bad in the city. Gosh...I really hope Gotham just sleeps tonight."
"It's fine," Bruce said. "We made a lot of progress tonight. More than I anticipated. If we keep this up, we should be done well ahead of schedule. The sooner we can finish, the better."
"Mmm..." Adriana said.
Her eyes were closed, and she felt like she was going to fall asleep. Bruce glanced at her and smiled and then looked ahead at the road.
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"Everything is being erased," the Joker told Dr. Kapoor during his therapy session. "Eh...well...altered...so essential erased. And the Bat is making it happen."
"I am aware," Dr. Kapoor said with a smile. "It means a new beginning for you."
"Yep," the Joker said.
"And yet, you don't sound particularly excited," the doctor said.
"Heh," the Joker said to the doctor. "We've been working on this all week. The Batman, Adriana and me. We work on those computers over there for six hours every night. Bruce Wayne has brought Arsenio here three times so far."
The doctor nodded.
"All of those sound like good things," the doctor said.
"Mhm," the Joker said and nodded in agreement. "And I owe him."
The Joker leaned back onto his couch.
"The first time he came here," the Joker said to the doctor about Bruce. "We talked about Adriana."
"Mhm," the doctor said attentively.
"He asked me if I had feelings for her," the Joker said.
"And how did you feel about being asked such a personal question?" the doctor said.
"Felt like I needed to tell him the truth. Told him the truth, " the Joker said and shrugged. "What else?"
"I'm sure he appreciated the honesty," the doctor said.
"I don't want her to come here anymore," the Joker said.
The doctor paused. "Oh? May I ask why?"
The Joker went from his reclined position to sitting upright.
"Why?" the Joker asked. "How would you feel if it were you? Adriana and her...husband...here for hours. And she's sitting right by me and...I just need her to keep away from me. It was easier before somehow. She would come and go. When I was in the medical facility. It was easy. But now...those six hours feel like six minutes. It's never enough time. I want her here and I don't want her to leave. I think it would be best if she just...kept away."
"Well, Jack," the doctor said. "I was aware you still had feelings for her, but I wasn't aware that it was to this extent-"
"Bruce Wayne has given me a lot," the Joker said. "I intend to be decent. Appreciate what he's given me. I can't...take everything he's given me and also sit there wanting his wife. It is not right."
The Joker looked at the doctor as if he was expecting something.
"Jack..." the doctor said cautiously. "You're asking me to talk to them?"
