Chapter 78

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(JOKER's POV)

I know who the woman is now. Hmm. Should I say something to Harley about it? I probably should.

"You know her right?" I ask, casually pointing at the woman 20ft across from us.

She turns around, scanning where I've placed my index finger. Her eyes widen a bit, then quickly switches back to me.

"It's Selina!" She gasps.

"Agreed, do want to talk to her?" I ask, tilting my head. Harley looks back at her, then back at me. "Actually, as much as I want to- I don't really want to ruin her date. But I don't really care, so I'm gonna just walk pass her until she notices me. AND if she doesn't then I'm just gonna take a quick look at her date." She says, letting me know her plans.

"Okay, go on." I say, mesmerized.

(HARLEY's POV)

Getting up, I wink at Puddin. There's a restroom about 30ft behind them. I walk slowly down the isle, she looks at me and I smile while walking. I turn back a little, looking at her date. BRUCE WAYNE!?

Making my way into the woman's room, I see that she's followed me. "What are you doing here?!" She asks, as we enter the restroom.

"Me? What are YOU doing here?" I ask, confused.

She looks bewildered, "you're right. I'm on a little dinner."

"And I'm on my Honeymoon, how'd you get Bruce Wayne? Did he take you here to Hawaii? I thought he had a girlfriend- Jezebel Jet." I say with a smile.

Selina laughs at my smile, "well. . . We knew each other for a while, and he does have a girlfriend. She just doesn't know we are here."

"Oh... Does he know your identity?" I ask.

"Yes. He does."

I smile brighter, "as long as you're happy."

"I am. Sometimes."

Sometimes? "Well enjoy your date." I say, leaving the restroom- hugging her on the way out.

Making my way back to the table, I smile at Bruce then kept walking. Sitting back down at the table, Puddin looks at me gracefully. "Find out who the date was?" He asks.

"Yeah! It's Bruce Wayne." I say and his eyes widen.

(JOKER's POV)

Bruce Wayne? I remember when Jezebel got captured by the Black Glove. She kept yelling Bruce. Her boyfriend... Does that mean that- No way.

Bruce Wayne is Batman. The rich playboy of Gotham. Ha. Well well, BatMan- more like BadMan It causes me to laugh- I try not to laugh my Joker laugh, especially since he's here.

"What is it Mistah J?" Harley asks.

"Nothing.. Nothing Poo. We should go." I say and she agrees. Asking the waiter for a to-go thing. I focus my eyes at the waiter who winks at her.

The waiter comes back with the trays, and I don't leave a tip. That's what you get for looking at what's mine. "Okay, let's go." I say, taking her hand- exiting the outdoor restaurant. Making our way to the car, I hop in and start to hum in joy.

"What is it?" She asks once more.

"Bruce Wayne." I mumble.

"What about him?" Should I tell her? Maybe not- next time I will. Next time ~

Hmmm what to say. "Nothing, it's just that I did not expect Selina and Bruce Wayne on a date. It's just strange. Especially since he has a girlfriend who's super-" I stop right away.

"Who's what?!"

"Who's weird." I say, saving myself.

She pouts. "You're prettier. WAY HOTTER! No one can beat you Poo."

Harley smiles, causing me to kiss her.

. . .

Later on the night, Harley is wrapped around the bed- sleeping. Grabbing my car keys, I begin to drive back to the outdoor restaurant. I see the man. That dumbass waiter- he's throwing away the trash.

Walking up behind him, he jumps when he see's me. "Did you miss something Sir?" He asks with an attitude. Probably because I did not tip the boy.

"No but you will." I say, showing my fingers into his eyes.

"Maybe next time you'll think about looking other people's dates. I watched you all the time we were here- you looked at every man's date. Even some of your female co-workers. I saw some woman with cleavage. You tried to bump yourself onto them. You pervert. Hopefully you won't miss it to much." I say, laughing my signature laugh.

"FUCK!" The man says, on his knee's- covering his eye sockets with his hands. I throw his eyeballs into the trash. Walking away, I laugh- heading into the men's restroom.

Washing my hands, I look around once more. The man is still wining about his blindness. "Some people just need to learn not to mess with me. Especially me." I whisper to myself, jumping into my yellow Ferrari.

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