Yeah, that's all true. Except the last one. What the heck? He never cared who I talked to. He only sometimes cared who I fucked, and that was usually his own idea.

[ She chewed on the inside of her cheek until she tasted the tang of blood. She hadn't actually talked about that part before. A lot of villains were swingers, but it hadn't been a fun lifestyle thing with them. Just business dealings. Joker liked to say she was his prettiest bargaining chip. ]