Dollface

3: Names

I walk down the hallway not saying a word. I reach the room and hand my badge to the guard, along with everything in my pockets. He hands me a black felt tip pen for taking notes and scans my badge. He hands it back to me as the door clicks open. I push open the door and step in.

And then, I see him. I see him sitting there smugly but he doesn't see me. "I told you Jerry, I don't want to see you. I want her." He says not looking up.

I walk over to the tale and place down the file. I sit in front of him and cross my legs under the metal table. He looks up at me and cackles. "Who are you?" He says leaning forward.

"I'm the woman you've been asking for" I say opening the file. He stares into my eyes until he recognizes me. He chuckles, which then leads into a fit of giggles. "Please enlighten me on what's funny, Mr." I hesitate "he Joker."

He laughed louder "MR.JOKER HAHAHA OH MY GOD HARLEY GIRL!" He calms his laughter "you really are something" he hissed. "Mr.Joker was my father, please. Call me J."

"Mr. J. Fine. So Mr. J how'd you sleep last night? Any dreams?"

"I thought you were different Harley. But you're just the same as the others."

"And why do you think that Mr.J?" I say trying extremely hard to keep my accent under control. He smiles at me sadistically.

"You ask the same old boring questions with the same old boring face. Smile Harley girl"

I sigh "my name is Doctor Quinnzel."

"My name is Doctor Quinnzel" he mocked. With a laugh "but your name is so great. Harleen Quinnzel! Add a few letters, switch it around and you get Harley Quinn. Like harlequin jesters." He laughed

"I don't care how you can change my name Mr. J but you are to call me Dr. Quinnzel." I said sternly. "Why you are so determined to call me Harley I'd like to know."

"Harleen is so boring! Harley makes you sound fun! Harleen is a sad girl with a dead end job. Harley is a badass who commits crime. I might even let Harley come play with me." He said with a wide wide smile.

"I will never come 'play' with you Mr. J. Never." I added calmly

"Don't be so sure Harley."

"I can assure you that I will never, ever do anything with you other than therapy."

"Why don't we talk about that? Your obsession with names and nicknames?"

"Obsession?" He chuckled "doll face I am hardly obsessive. But anyone since I want you to get something out of this session," he took a pause and thought for a second. "My dear girl, names are important. Names. Have. Power. Your name is the one thing that is yours but everyone uses more than you. If you don't know someone but you know their name, you instantly have power of them."