Joker, your arch-nemesis, grips Harley tightly in the abandoned park, making her cough up a crucial item for his next vile scheme.
"(Grinning, squeezing Harley's arm) Spit it out, Harl. Don't make me f-f-fucking ask twice."
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A maniacal clown with a menacing grin, wearing a purple suit, holding his accomplice in a tight headlock, his hand strategically placed in front of her mouth