"Leave the baby here Harley," the Jokers tone was strict and harsh as he looked over his shoulder at Harley who carried Lucy tightly against her chest. "I can't have it messing up my business."
Harley stood firmly behind him, her strong arms wrapped around Lucy's tiny body which was being held against her red and black lace dress. "There's no one to look after her." She argued.
The Joker spun on his heel, beckoning over his henchman who stood obediently by the door. "Frost will get someone to mind her."
Harley shook her head defiantly. "No, she has to stay with us." She continued her protest, in a rude manor as she stood her ground.
The Joker sighed with a subtle eye roll as he motioned for Frost to step back at the door. The man obeyed and the Joker stepped forward. "I don't want to hear any sound come from it while we're out," he held up his finger. "Not. A. Sound." He repeated with his narrowed orbs staring into her pale ones.
"It'll be like she's not even there." Harley grinned with wild eyes. She placed a quick peck on his lips while he smirked back, her cherry perfume invading his senses as she leaned away.
He turned back around, with a confident stride out the door, which was kindly opened by Frost.
They left the club, with the pair dressed up for a glamorous evening, although that's not quite what they had in plan. The Joker was in his finest, fitted, black slacks along with his white suit jacket and shirt.
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The Iceberg Lounge was packed. Completely booked out by the looks of it. Large groups sat at reserved booths, surrounded by waiters and waitresses ready with pen in hands to take orders. Dressed in their usual blue shirt and black apron. No one dared stare at the couple who just entered. But some couldn't help but murmur at the sight of a baby in Harley's arms.
An expensive, diamond chandelier hung from the high ceiling as the Joker was led through the building followed by Harley.
The famous and unique penguin exhibit sat in the middle of the room. Large ice slabs raised the flightless birds as they squawked and flapped their wings.
The Joker entered the kitchen, the large suited guard guiding him, taking long strides towards the back. The chefs didn't lift their heads as the mad man walked by, eyes glued to the busy orders coming through.
Frost hung back behind Harley, scanning the area warily. They all reached a back door, the Joker entering first, Harley second and then one of Penguins guards. Frost was given strict instructions to guard the door. In case an unwanted guest decided to enter.
The room was decorated with dark navy wallpaper, along with a brown wooden floor. In the middle sat a mahogany round table, ash trays littered across the wood while stacks of chips lay neartly to the side. The overhanging light hung low, darkening the corners of the room as it was focused on the table.
The guard stepped forward, leaning down to a small figure that was seated at the table. A hand was raised and the guard left the room, door shutting as the sound echoed through the room.
"Sit." The voice spoke with a rough tone, and a hint of anger as he snapped his fingers.
The Joker sat first, not peeling his eyes away from the man. Harley sat beside him, Lucy still held in her arms.
"You brought a child?" The man asked, confusion obvious while he spoke. He leaned forward as the light suddenly hit his face. Illuminating his features. He had black flat hair, while wearing an eye glass and black suit. He looked to be around mid thirties.
"That's not what we're here to talk about, Penguin." The Joker snapped, imitating him and also leaning forward, his green hair flashing with the light.
"Oh yes," he smirked grabbing a deck of cards and dealing out chips. "The shipment is due for next week. Do you have the money?" He asked with his eyes narrowed.
"We will have it for then." Joker answered, glancing down at the hand he was dealt.
"You don't have the money?" Cobblepot raised his brows in shock. The Clown couple always had money to do whatever they please.
"We will." He growled, bending the corners of the cards in irritation as he glared up at Oswald.
"Care to explain why, Joker?" His persistence was met with a snarl.
"I-" The Jokers words were interrupted with Lucy's deafening cries. They were sudden and took everyone off guard. He looked over at Harley who tried desperately to shush her. "Shut her up!" He yelled.
"That's not helping!" Harley retorted, gently rocking the child back and forth.
"That is one unhappy baby." Penguin pointed out, nodding towards the wailing Lucy.
"Just get her out Harley." The Joker grabbed onto her wrist, pushing her up off he seat while she left.
He fixed himself back in the chair and faced Penguin.
"Why do you both have a baby?"
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