"Next time!" the Joker laughed, craning his head to follow her progress. When she sat down he tried to turn his head to watch, but the shifting only knocked him even worse off balance, sending him crashing backwards onto the couch cushions beside her.

He groaned and grabbed at the water bottle now under his head, the bag having spilled french fries over his chest and burger still clutched in his hand. He looked up at her and couldn't even help himself from cracking up - he hadn't been this drunk since who knew when. "You're, uh, you're being nice."