Harvey recognized that tone, just as he recognized the sudden look of disturbed fear flashing across his lackey's face. Everyone knew that voice and everyone with half (haha) a brain knew to fear it. Harvey placed the blueprint across the table, lifting his head to tilt his good ear towards the noise.
"Leave." He said, turning and heading towards the noise as the man scrambled off. He stopped in the doorway, arms crossed against his chest as he regarded the sorry sight.
"I could make a few comments about 'playing with fire.'" He commented dryly as his split brow rose. "What happened this time?"
"Don't patronize me, Harvey, you half-baked bastard." The Joker was pouting, fuming really, talking through gritted teeth. "Azula happened this time. She needs a cold shower."
He gestured with his head, "Go get me some burn cream or something. Goddamn that bitch!"
"Do I look like your nurse?" Harvey asked, tone faintly amused by the whole affair even with the undertone of irritation. "So it was Azula, the question is what you did this time to piss her off?" He paused, tone growing more irate. "Did you bring her here?"
He rolled his eyes exaggeratedly, "Well, I don't see Crane around any more and I certainly don't think Tommy's got a good bedside manner." He glared back at the half-fried DA. "I'm the victim, here!"
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"Leave." He said, turning and heading towards the noise as the man scrambled off. He stopped in the doorway, arms crossed against his chest as he regarded the sorry sight.
"I could make a few comments about 'playing with fire.'" He commented dryly as his split brow rose. "What happened this time?"
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He gestured with his head, "Go get me some burn cream or something. Goddamn that bitch!"
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