Gotham | Tvd

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"Who the fuck are you?" Asked Joker in the nicest way possible to this man who surprisingly had great table etiquette. "Mommy never taught you to never swear at the dinner table?" Katherine retorted as she took a bite of her steak and pushed her plate away. "Did you google me?" She chuckled as the Joker gave a smirk. "Of course I fucking googled you sweetheart. You're a ghost in hiding, why?" Joker angrily looked at her barely eaten plate. "Well sweetie, I am just a nobody with barely any career born in a small town. Then I moved to the city to work in the big leagues." Katherine perfectly executed her lie. "Ha, Okay so why did you take my DNA from the lab. I could give you a sample of the good stuff if you want it." Joker sliced his forearm enough to slip a bit of blood from his arm and for Katherine to turn away struggling to hold her composure. Joker licked his forearm and laughed, "You work in a fucking lab. Why are you shy." Katherine never struggled at work because she wasn't a ripper and would always have a snack or four at work. "Just annoyed, and well I want to cure you." Katherine told Joker the truth for once. "It's tainted I did coke before I got caught." Joker laughed and Katherine rolled her eyes. "What do you want?" Katherine leaned on the table as she crossed her hands and rested her chin on them. "Didn't mommy teach you not to put your elbows on the table?" Joker swallowed the last of his food as Katherine threw her steak knife passed his head. It landed into the head of a statue behind him in his lavish mansion. "That's hot." Joker wiped his lips with his napkin and stood up, "We could pillow talk or you can leave?" He started undressing as Katherine felt the familiar feeling of having to seduce the men to get what she wanted. Katherine stood up from her seat and walked over to the Joker lifting his forearm gently. She licked the drop of blood that seemed to spill out and kissed his open wound.