Joke's On Us

The Joker a.k.a Mr. J

She was pretty, that Harleen. I told T, my henchman that I found my sidekick. He laughed. That's all he did in there so I told him he's cut. The asylum can keep his ass in there for all I care. I waited by my car to see if she came out. Finally I saw the blond hair and black dress. I approached her. "Harley, how'd it go?" I smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Oh Mr. J thanks for askin. It went pretty well. Did ya wait for me here?" She gestured around the parking lot.

"Maybe I did."

"That's awful nice. Wanna get a drink? This place gives me the heebi jeebies."

"I'm afraid I have work to get to, sorry Harley."  I did want to go with her, but I wanted to observe her for a while before I took her out with me. She wasn't having any of that.

"I didn't drive myself here Mr. J. I took a cab so it seems like yous gotta drive me anyway." Pushy little thing. I told her fine and she got in the passenger seat of my car. I looked at her again. Her blond hair hung low and her face had markings. Tattoos I think. The side of her jaw said "rotten" and there was a black heart above it. She had red lipstick on and black eyeliner. Her dress rode up her thigh and she winked. When we got to the bar I asked her if she was even old enough to drink.

"I mean sure I am."

"Ms. Quinzel, how old are you exactly?" I asked.

"Just Quinn and well about 19." I smiled.

"I'll get you in, but you will owe me." She jumped up and began almost running to the door. Turns out the bouncer didn't care to see her ID. He saw her body first. She was sitting at the bar when I walked in.

"Fun fun fun, Joker!" She was giddy. The bartender brought her a martini and she gulped it down along with another plus a shot of some concoction. I drank a single beer. "Let's dance."

"I don't dance, sweets." She pouted. "I'll watch you though." She went to the middle of the floor and began. She was the center of attention in no time. I sat forward with my hands on my knees as she pulled down her stockings and kicked off her shoes. She bit her lip as she rolled her body and winked at me. I couldn't take my eyes off her and she noticed. A dark skinned man started dancing very close to her. Then other guys and two girls joined her as well. My jealousy kicked in and I stalked towards Harley. The black man saw me and backed up. He knew who I was.

"Sorry man, this your angel?"

"Yessssss she isssss." I hissed at him drawing out the s sound like a snake would. The rest of them backed up and started dancing elsewhere. Harley bit her lip again.

"Scared him off didn't you?"

"I didn't like him dancing with you." She batted her eyes at me.

"Let me tell ya something, Joker. I can handle my own. I am my own. Not yours. But you will be mine soon. I'm gonna get a cab home. See ya round Mr. J. " And with a wave of her hand she was off. Yes I think you will see me around.