"I'm making a celebration dinner." The Joker pointed the knife at Harvey briefly. "It was going to be just me, but luckily for you I'm always prepared." And wasn't it just perfect? Harvey didn't sound so upset as he used to and it felt... good. At least, as good as it could feel. It'd been a long time since the Joker'd had anyone really worth bickering with.
"What makes you think I can stop them? I just said to go out - I didn't make them do anything. And I won't start making them, either." He smacked Harvey's hand idly and gave him a sideways glare. "If you burn the inside of your face, too, I'll laugh." He wasn't even sure if they were that spicy, and besides, he was already starting to chuckle a little, but it was still a threat, right?
He threw the knife into the sink and went to the fridge, pulling out a value-pack of chicken breasts. "Heh."
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Date: 2009-03-17 09:42 am (UTC)"What makes you think I can stop them? I just said to go out - I didn't make them do anything. And I won't start making them, either." He smacked Harvey's hand idly and gave him a sideways glare. "If you burn the inside of your face, too, I'll laugh." He wasn't even sure if they were that spicy, and besides, he was already starting to chuckle a little, but it was still a threat, right?
He threw the knife into the sink and went to the fridge, pulling out a value-pack of chicken breasts. "Heh."