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“But you let Zsasz in!”
“Zsasz not only knows what compersion is, it’s possible he prefers it.” Selina pushed back her goggles so she could rub her eyes tiredly. She’d agreed to meet with Joker to explain why he couldn’t join their bullycule only out of her respect for his history with Batman. Well, that and Bruce had promised to foot the bill for a girl’s night out. She tapped the lid of her coffee cup with a nail, looking at the wrinkled rag doll of a man slumped across from her. It was time to finish it, enough playing with her food.
Picking up her cup, Selena leaned back as casually as she could in the uncomfortable cafe chair. “Your history with Harley proves exactly how untrustworthy and selfish you are as a partner. That you thought you could be someone Bats sees more than casually proves how little you think of your former partners, both in and out of polyemnity.” She stood, her final words to him hissed. “Besides, Calendar Man said you’re a fallen Pisces and that sounds like some bad energy to bring to the group.”
Joker shouted after her, his frappe melting, untouched. “I told Vale I wasn’t a Pisces.” The confusion knotted between his brows held for only a moment longer before smoothing out as he grinned. “Well, what do you expect from the press nowadays? Besides, Catwoman only said I wasn’t allowed to join their little club. That doesn’t mean I can’t keep pursuing him.” Any points Catwoman might have made that he knew were true were forgotten as he took a long pull from his slowly separating drink and immediately got brain freeze.