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[joker_is_wild]

Welcome to hell. There's a nasty voice singing as the singer walks down the steps.

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[i_spoiled_it]

OH GREAT. HIM AGAIN.

This is Steph, deliberately looking right past him as if he wasn't there - since it's too late to escape up into the rafters, and there's no way she's going to turn her back.

Killer clowns. Ha, ha. Funny.

[joker_is_wild]

"You! You look ... vaguely familiar ..." He stalks towards her with a puzzled smile on his face. "Care to help a Prince out with his bar-tab? The bar doesn't seem to want to give me anything to eat ..."

[i_spoiled_it]

"Prince?" She snorts. "Or not. You can starve to death for all I care."

[joker_is_wild]

"Of course I'm a prince ... the Clown Prince of Crime ... Oh, come on. You sure you won't help me out? I could help you attain big things later on ..."