[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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It had been some time since he dragged himself back to the pit - he wasn't entirely sure what to call it nowadays. 'Lair' sounded like something out of a cartoon villains arsenal, 'home' was too bitterly sarcastic to use more than once a week. Harvey opened the door without much pomp, pulling off his hood and glancing up when something of an unfamiliar figure in the house caught his eye.

"Crane." He greeted as he took the hoodie off and threw it to the side. "Gracing us with your company are you." he commented as he closed the door and walked further in, partially suspicious of the good doctor, or at least enough to glance the room over as though some trap was going to be sprung.