Meanwhile, at GCPD HQ
Captain Maggie Sawyer of the MCU receives a few dozen memos every day. Most of them get round-filed quickly, but this one makes her pause. It's on official stationery, and there's a signature on it, but ... a memo, for this? Not a phone call?
She picks up the phone and dials the commissioner's office. "Sir? I just got a memo from your office--no, sir, it's not that. No, not that, either. Sir, did you send out a memo informing me that the Joker is on the loose again? I see. I didn't think so. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. You may be right, sir. I will. Goodbye, sir." Hanging up the phone, she hits the intercom button. "Stacy? I want to see everyone. Now. We got a red-ball. And get Jim Gordon on the phone for me--I don't care if you have to call every rent-a-cop at Gotham U to find him, I want him now."
The old man won't want a protective detail. Tough. He's going to get one anyway.
She picks up the phone and dials the commissioner's office. "Sir? I just got a memo from your office--no, sir, it's not that. No, not that, either. Sir, did you send out a memo informing me that the Joker is on the loose again? I see. I didn't think so. Yes, sir. Yes, sir. You may be right, sir. I will. Goodbye, sir." Hanging up the phone, she hits the intercom button. "Stacy? I want to see everyone. Now. We got a red-ball. And get Jim Gordon on the phone for me--I don't care if you have to call every rent-a-cop at Gotham U to find him, I want him now."
The old man won't want a protective detail. Tough. He's going to get one anyway.