//Continued from: x
Damian was in front of the pub soon enough, dressed in a simple black hoodie and a pair of jeans.
He was cautious about the whole thing, not really trusting the mad clown, but also deciding that he might as well give it a shot. Nonetheless, he still kept an sos device in his pocket.
The Joker shrugged. "I just really wanna turn over a new leaf. Mostly because I'm getting tired of getting beat up all the time. My bones can only break so many times."
"I mean, you can probably imagine my hospital bills! And there's only two ways out of it: either I hire someone stronger than him, which is mission impossible, or I stop committing crimes. Seems like an easy enough choice!"
"So, what about you, how come you decided to disobey all Batsy ever taught ya' on a random claim that the clown who tricked you multiple times made?"
