It was then that the Joker half kicked, half shoved the door open, slamming it behind him with his foot. His arms were weighed down with a multitude of plastic bags, filled with various take-out boxes of different sizes and shapes, as well as a few bags of liquor, juice, plasticwear - it looked as though he had just gone ransacked both a restaurant and a supermarket in one fell swoop. (He hadn't, but it was a possibility.)
He barely even acknowledged the three others in his vicinity, too busy - well, it looked like he was talking to himself, except for the expensive little bluetooth receiver on his ear.
"I don't - I told you to just follow them and -- I want to stay in tonight, Bozo, I really do, but if you need me to rub your nose in your fucking mess-!"
He dumped the bags on the table and waved dismissively at all three of them, stalking off to another room where he erupted into a screaming fit, like a toddler whose favorite toy had been taken away.
He returned after a moment, bluetoothless and grinning wide. "Sorry, I'm a little, uh, late. Harvey, I forgot to mention we were having company. Sorry."
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Date: 2009-02-25 06:26 am (UTC)He barely even acknowledged the three others in his vicinity, too busy - well, it looked like he was talking to himself, except for the expensive little bluetooth receiver on his ear.
"I don't - I told you to just follow them and -- I want to stay in tonight, Bozo, I really do, but if you need me to rub your nose in your fucking mess-!"
He dumped the bags on the table and waved dismissively at all three of them, stalking off to another room where he erupted into a screaming fit, like a toddler whose favorite toy had been taken away.
He returned after a moment, bluetoothless and grinning wide. "Sorry, I'm a little, uh, late. Harvey, I forgot to mention we were having company. Sorry."
For the record, he didn't look sorry at all.