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He turned to look at her, taking in the full effect of her standing there, annoyed and arms akimbo - 'Go to your room, young man!' - and he frowned. "Don't tell me what to do."

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"Too late. You should have thought about that before you asked me to come." Her glare was sharp and her voice was even sharper. After the fight she had gotten in with Clint and Tommy over coming here, she wasn't about to deal with the Joker's bullshit in stifling whatever assistance she could provide. "I'm asking you to do it for your own good."

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"I didn't think-" That you'd act like my mother, that you'd be such a worrywart, that you'd ca- "That you'd be such a bitch about it."

Still, he went and sat down on the couch, sulkily gulping down more water. Women.

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Harvey wasn't sure what he expected to find- no blood and carnage like most would expect no, he knew better. If anything his concern would be for the woman's mind. That's how the Joker had started with Maggie- with lies. He nearly draw a hand over his face in frustration, figures Maggie's friend would be a trouble magnet as well.

When he reached the place he made no attempt at quiet, slamming the door open with a dark look until his eyes fell on the two figures, glancing only barely at Lisa before settling on the clown, gaze sharpening.

"You idiot." He muttered, taking the scene in though none of the tension left his shoulders.

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"...Are you calling me an idiot or him?" Lisa asked, irritation in her voice, without thinking. Though, she had to admit, it was probably a strange sight to happen upon - clean, prim Lisa with Joker in his messy, decrepit apartment.

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It took the Joker a minute to realize that Harvey had just come in and insulted him - in his own home! - and Lisa was still being so pushy and -

"Harvey!" he exclaimed, looking utterly distraught as he jumped at the other, "Tell her to stop, to stop caring so much!"

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Harvey stared just a moment before letting out a frustrated sigh, moving forward and roughly shoving the Joker back onto the couch. "He's the idiot." He answered, turning his hard gaze to Lisa. "And so are you for coming here."

He looked back to Joker. "After Ed you do this? What, need to move again now?" his tone turned more irate than genuinely wrathful, glancing at the sheets and coverings. Idiots.

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"After Ed-- You mean Eddie?" She suddenly looked very interested in their conversation, whereas Joker's childish antics had left her unimpressed. "What did he do?"

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"Edward." The Joker hadn't sounded - or felt - so irrationally angry at a name in a while. He glared at Harvey for even bringing the fucker up, before shaking his head. "No no no no no, Harv! It's Lisa. She told - she already said she won't tell, and she's, she's just a horrible liar so I trust her."

Where had that word come from? Oh well.

"Where's your scotch?"

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"You fucking idiot." Harvey growled, ignoring Lisa again in favor of looking the Joker's state over- hell he really was drunk. He didn't bother stifling a sigh this time, nearly rubbing his temple.

"No scotch." He muttered, looking at Lisa again. "Wasn't him who did it, though he'd probably do worse now." He said, and it was the truth. She wasn't getting any more than that. "Why are you here?"

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"I was here to make sure he was okay. I didn't want him to hurt himself." It sounded ridiculous now that she was actually explaining it to Harvey. She bit her lip. "He asked me to come over. I thought he might have... needed something." Lisa crossed her arms over her chest defensively, sighing, shaking her head. "I don't know. I'll... leave."

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The Joker glared at Harvey. "Don't - don't make her go." Just because she was being a bitch, being commanding and his mother - he huffed and turned away from the other. "She's actually pleasant to go, to be around."

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God it was like dealing with grade schoolers today. He watched her a moment- idiot, why would she come here? It was the illogical mindset of good samaritans. He knew it well enough.

"When you leave you're not coming back." He said, not quite as sharp, more just irate and tired, completely ignoring the Joker. "For your own good Reisert."

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She was quiet for a minute longer, wondering how much more she'd have to withstand scolding for her decision to come here tonight. With one quick glance to the corner of the room to gather her thoughts, she looked back up to meet Harvey's gaze and did her best not to show any visible flinch back. It was worse to see in person.

"Lisa. My name is Lisa. And, if you don't want me here, maybe you should talk about making a guest list or something." Because, I was invited."

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"Stop with the - all this controlling, Harvey, let her do what she wants. You're still upset over, over your fucking girlfriend but some of us can handle talking to women still!"

Even though he'd said he could never understand how to talk to them. Whatever. He turned to face Lisa, "You don't have to leave until you feel like it, because that's - that's what this is all about!"

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Harvey's glare sharpened instantly, predictably, stepping forward and grabbing the other man by the front of his shirt.

"Watch your mouth." He snapped.

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Suddenly, Lisa was very confused and felt a little out of place. She didn't understand the shift in conversation or the reason that Harvey suddenly looked much more unpleasant than he had been a moment ago.

"I should probably leave, though. Harvey's right. Clint and Tommy--" were worried. Were off-the-wall frustrated. And, she owed both a phone call.

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The Joker laughed outright at Harvey, giggling maniacally. "Watch my mouth, he says!"

When Lisa speaks up, though, he twists in Harvey's grip, craning his neck to look at her. "But - if you leave, he'll beat - he'll hit me. Domestic abuse is nothing to turn your back on, Lisa!"

Oh, melodrama, he never got tired of it.

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His grip tightened on the Joker's shirt, apparently unaffected by their guest's presence. It was almost formulaic, even now he couldn't turn the other cheek when he referenced her.

The little show only made his good eye narrow and he shoved the other back roughly, releasing him to hopefully fall over the couch. If he were luck he'd crack his head open on the floor.

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"Oh, look. He let you go. I think you'll be okay." Lisa informed the Joker in a plain, unrestrained voice. All the same, she cast a glance in Harvey's direction - he'd better not take advantage of the situation and do something to hurt him while he was in this state. The look in her eyes was warning, matching with the firm line her lips had tightened into.

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He did indeed stagger back and land on the sofa, grimacing as the room tilted a bit and shooting Harvey a glare before looking to Lisa. What was with this protective streak? He was the goddamned Joker, wasn't he? Since when did he need a woman watching over him?

He kind of stared at Lisa, bleary-eyed and when, when would this virus end? Because it was so irritating, "I hate this virus." That glare she was giving Harvey - that was irritating on more levels than he wanted to think of, and he looked at Harvey flatly. "Why does she need to leave?"

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Harvey glanced over at the warning look, somewhere between amused and irritated. She didn't belong, the Joker should know that but he was useless like this.

"Because she doesn't belong here." he answered, still returning her look with a dry glance of his own. "And you don't deserve her company."

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As flattering as this was, Lisa was about done with people thinking they had to look out for her - and telling Joker he didn't deserve her company was just that. She rolled her eyes a little more exaggeratedly than was probably necessary and threw her arms up in exasperation.

"Fine. I'm leaving already."

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"Don't deserve - fuck you, Harvey Dent, I don't need you - I don't need your bullshit!" Oh he was up, up, the room spinning but nonetheless he was standing. It was all he could do not to trip over his feet as he staggered back up to Harvey and shoved him with more force than probably necessary to make his point.

"Always ruining things and being stubborn and you know what? You don't deserve all the good stuff - all the things you get to do, and I, I don't think you have any room to tell me that I don't deserve the company of Lisa fucking however you say her goddamned last name! So shut the fuck up!"

Feeling immensely better, he looked at Lisa with a bland smile, "Thanks for the food, sweetheart, I needed it." Unlike you, Harvey, I don't need you bringing my party down. Hmph.

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