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[mistuh_j]

WHO: Joker, Harleen, eventually Shego
WHERE: Harleen's office
WHAT: Couples therapy

"Mmm-hmmm-hmmm... never gonna say goodbye...  never gonna tell a lie and hurt you... mmm-mmm-mmmmheeheehee." The Joker sang to himself as he capered through the dimmed halls up to Harleen's office, immensely enjoying the chaos of the base. "Well, I guess I am going to

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[harlee_quin]

Harleen stiffened as she heard his voice. Oh God, no. Please, not now...She reached into the drawer of her desk, pulling out her large, comical looking popgun. Of course, it was still deadly. She'd kept that. Kept everything.

She tucked it into pocket, then looked towards the door.

"It...it's open."

[mistuh_j]

It was open? Oh, now he wouldn't get to blow it up! Ah, well...

Joker slipped inside, hat in hand, the very picture of the pleading lover, if you overlooked the bleached skin and maniac smile.

"Hey, sweetie. How've you been?

[harlee_quin]

Her hand goes into the pocket of her coat, feels the reassuring weight of the pistol. Harleen takes a deep breath and manages to smile shakily.

"I've been fine puddin'...how about you?"

[mistuh_j]

So he was still 'puddin'? Encouraging! "Oh, things have been a little hard lately, Harley," Joker said. "The toilet exploded, my new roomate is a real stick-in-the-mud, everyone wants me dead, and my best gal left me because of Batman." He pouted. "Oh, it's just been the worst. Counsel me, Doctor, please!"