[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 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.