"Hah. Maybe I'm here on business." The Joker watched her look over the wine, then raised an eyebrow when she moved away - letting him in? Well. That was a bit surprising; what kind of job had Rippner really done on a gal who seemed so... smart?

Still, who was he to ignore an invitation? He stepped inside like he was at home there, taking off his gloves casually and looking around. "Nice place." At Lisa's question, he turned and smiled wide. "He said, um, me killing you would be meaningless. See, I don't believe that, not for a second, and I hate it when people just... assume I'm going to kill someone. So, here we are! Two birds, one stone."

He turned and strolled generally towards the living room. "So, pop the cork, let's have a party."