[RL - Harvey, Joker, Crane and Edward - oh, yeah, this is gonna end well]

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The Joker was, for once, not in the "secret lair" area of Gotham that he normally inhabited. He was actually out doing some very important things, like finding Thai food that wasn't made with dog or cat or whatever the stereotype was these days.

So, that left him away from the rundown little home away from Arkham he'd been settling in for. Sorry he's such an ungracious host, but at least he's hand-picking food, right?

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Harvey didn't bother answering, crossing his arms against his chest and leaning against one of the walls as the Joker went to and fro. The attention on Crane made him lift his brow, more amused than his deadpan expression let on as he glanced back to Edward, leaving the two to bicker or seethe quietly as he was sure Crane would soon be doing.

"I was wrong, there is an Elliot here." He said after a moment, not sounding very sorry for his unfortunate mistake. "Hasn't been in Gotham for years."

[enigmaestro.livejournal.com]

Edward took the Joker's embrace in stride, tilting his head in good humor. No need to offend his generous host, after all. Whatever sour effect Crane had on the detective vanished in an instant as Eddie laid eyes on the curious creature of chaos.

How different. The scars were most eye-catching; his Joker's signature smile was quite different. And yet, both managed to impose a chilling effect. How curious indeed.

"You're too kind, really," Eddie replied, amicably patting Joker's well-tailored back. "And I'm charmed."

But then Dent had to open his double-crossing mouth. Edward scowled at lawyer, his color diminishing into a stark pale within seconds. An Elliot, here in this world? Fucking hell, was there no end to this misery?

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Crane most likely went some shade of white as Joker sat in his lap, though he made no move to accept him or push him away, just glanced away with a look akin to an irritated cat.

He glanced to Harvey almost imploringly. Almost. Then to Edward who suddenly looked sour-- Oh? "Who's Elliot?"

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The Joker grinned merrily back at Crane, tilting back to look at Edward from a half-upside down angle. His eyes glanced from his newest pal to his oldest with only a mild brow-scrunch to show any irritation.

"Harvey, if you're going to upset him, the least you could do is help him get out all the food. This is supposed to be a nice double-date sorta scenario."

He added, rolling his eyes, "Is this, uh, Elliot the same sort of guy you'd warn little old me about, Nygma? Because I'm not impressed by the name."

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Harvey glanced back over at Crane, something of irritation spreading on his face as he turned, hand shoving in his pocket. His fingers brushed against the char and he very nearly rolled his eyes before walking over to the bags.

"Then be a good host and get off Crane to get your own damned food." Harvey answered in something of a growl, pulling out a carton of some warm and decent smelling food before tossing it over to the Joker, giving him a sharp look.

"Thomas Elliot. His family used to be in league with the Wayne's apparently. Hasn't been around for nearly two decades." Harvey answered as though Edward were not even present. "He and Nygma have some issues in their Gotham."

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"Yes," Edward's reply to Joker's query was curt. He was visibly uneasy, running a hand through his hat-lacking hair, and it didn't appear that the topic of conversation was about to switch any time soon.

Edward allowed Dent to carry on the in depth explanation (well, relatively so, to Eddie's own) without volunteering any additional insight. He sulked over to the food, seeking his requested pad thai and cornering off his expression in the process. The detective was more wary of Crane's reaction; Eddie hadn't had a chance to analyze that one properly enough. Who's to say this Crane wasn't more sadistic than Eddie's version? It was too much a risk.

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The Joker fumbled for the carton, giving Harvey a dirty look as he half-rolled, half-climbed out of Crane's inhospitable lap. "My pleasure. He's too bony."

Giving Edward a long, curious look for a minute, he then shrugged and went to sit at the table, digging out a set of disposable chop sticks. If anything, he was authentic.

"Well, if he's not here, then he won't interrupt our family dinner, now will he?"

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Harvey took a seat again, ignoring the look the Joker shot him for his 'request' and glanced over to Edward. It was both satisfying and troubling, those reactions. This dual universe was turning out to be nothing but trouble.

"Wouldn't that be a shame." Harvey snorted, grabbing a carton of some exotic food or another to examine.

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Edward seethed, watching Harvey and Joker with great care. Joker, it seemed, was backing off--or hiding his fangs--but Harvey... Well, lawyers were always difficult, weren't they? Crane wasn't much of a concern to the outsider as of now, so Eddie ignored the lanky shrink.

Slapping Harvey's back--maybe a little too hard--Edward tried to guide him out of the way so he could get some damn duck sauce.