The Joker's eyes rolled upward at the comment and the lack of flair with his defeat - a half-defeat, really. Well, he wasn't one to deny himself the view of a trophy; his eyes roamed over Harvey idly, picking imperfections, small places where he was more fat than muscle, the way his scarring made it look like a dog got a hold of an action figure.
"Maybe, maybe not. I still have my pants, Harv - wanna test your luck? See if you can get even?" He sat back, legs splayed to either side of the table, arms thrown over the back of the chair. "Or you could just stand there for me without trying.."
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Date: 2009-03-21 01:25 pm (UTC)"Maybe, maybe not. I still have my pants, Harv - wanna test your luck? See if you can get even?" He sat back, legs splayed to either side of the table, arms thrown over the back of the chair. "Or you could just stand there for me without trying.."