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Joker returned the salute, in a half-mocking fashion, and said, "Come on now, Stargirl, who wouldn't trust a face like mine?" His face hidden from Gossamer and Rosie by his hand from the salute, and the Manhunter having his back turned, he threw a wink at Stargirl. He'd let her decide the meaning behind it, if she caught it before she turned around. If not, oh, well. He turned back to Gossamer and Rosie, and asked, "Alright, now that THAT little distraction's out of the way, I ask again: Home, Bat-hunt, or Spider-Hunt?"

Hush said, "Well, keep it formal if you want, but if you're going to do that, it's Dr. Elliot. I still have my license. It's still Hush around the do-gooders, though." Hush had never heard of anyone with the name 'Phantasm' before, and it sounded like the guy watched too many operas, coming up with a name like that. His own nickname was due to the fact that Dr. Crane, the Scarecrow himself, was his doctor when he was locked up for assaulting that one kid for taking his mother's necklace from him. Thomas Elliot did not allow poeple to get away with people taking his things. Dr. Crane used to sing the nursery rhyme 'Hush Little Baby' when Tommy flew into a more psychotic fit, thus his name. He shook himself from his mental reverie and said, "First things first. I need my guns."

Joker liked the sound of that. He liked it a lot. "How about this... We head back home, for now, and then tomorrow, we get a good start on that Spider-hunt. Bat-hunting is no good during the day, he only come out at night. Once dusk sets in, we shift gears to going after the Bat-freak. Sound good?"

Hush smirked. "I can fight both ways, and therefore I choose to do so. Besides, If you're good at hand-to-hand, I'm a dead eye with a set of pistols." And scalpels, too, but those were for when he needed them. "You up close, and me further off, keeping him on the defensive. We can't lose."

Harley got up suddenly. "I need cake...they sell cake here right?" She said as she looked at the glass covered display case. "I...I think they do." Ivy said a bit confused. This girl was so smart but so random sometimes, and so spunky. "I want some...want to stay pumped up." Ivy raised one eyebrow and nodded as she looked back to the computer. Ivy was starting to understand this girl. She ran on pure sugar. That is why she worshiped such a nutjob. She had become dependent on sugar highs to bounce back when he hit, neglected her, rejected her, and basically was inhuman to her. One day her sweet tooth for both of the sugar and the man, if you could call him that. He played with toys and played jokes all day, that were usually not even funny at that. She opened her web browser to pass the time after looking back to see Harely leaning over the counter of the coffee shop looking at the delectables under the glass. Ivy looked back to her computer screen as she looked at the news. Of course someone had noticed the explosion the night before. She read a little and quickly exited the site when she heard Harly's light skip back to her. She tried to act like nothing was there. "You want any?" She said putting it down. German chocolate cake. "Are you really going to eat that?" Ivy asked looking at the huge peice of cake Harley had plopped down on the table. Ivy wouldn't mention her thoughts of Joker and a mystery woman who was with him. Or any of the other details now floating around her head. Harley was too happy to bring her down, she was too focused on this new life. Maybe without knowing that hurtful truth she could move beyond him. Maybe she didn't need anger towards him to kick that habbit, even if sugar was going to be harder habbit.

Harley on the other hand was happy, to be sure. She loved having a partner that treated her as an equal. That treated her like she mattered. Treated her like she was a partner. But at the same time the thought of missing her pudd'n was heavy on her heart too. One partner couldn't replace the other but she could maybe get the best of both worlds. Make a new friend, and get back her hunny. All she had to do was make enough of a fuss that she could give him something. And that is when it clicked, she needed to give him not something, he didn't want something, he wanted someone...and...it was the dark knight himself. The mask detective, it was the one thing Joker wanted more then her, at least in her mind. She didn't say anything just filed it back in her mind. She would get Joker and Batman's attention, and then her and Ivy would do what no one else had been able to do, trap batman, and give him as a gift to her pudd'n. She would have it all, now all she had to do was work with Ivy to make a big pull of loot, then figure out a trap for batman, easy as cake.