"Back then, I slammed a hammer right onto Batwoman's head, and his eyes rolled back on the spot. Then I hit him with another hammer, and Superman, who'd come to save Little Bat, rolled his eyes too! Hahahaha!"
Harley was sitting on the table, recounting her glorious exploits to Howard, while he could only wear an awkward yet polite smile.
Just then, Harley suddenly stopped because she saw Deadpool quickly return after leaving, several crumpled bills in his hand.
After returning to the table and sitting down, Wade grabbed a soda beside him and chugged several gulps, letting out a long breath before turning toward an empty spot nearby and saying:
"Something feels weird. The Adjutant actually paid me with old bills that weren't consecutively numbered. How does she even know stuff like that? She's getting more and more human, and it gives me the creeps. Audience Guys, do you know what the Uncanny Valley Effect is? Yeah, it's when some women have bodies so explosively hot that seeing their 'valleys' terrifies me, because maybe I'm a little afraid of heights. Hehehe."
He let out a lecherous laugh, while the white lenses on his mask curved into upside-down crescents.
Generally, all sorts of shady transactions were settled in cash. On one hand, there was no bank-traceable flow of funds, so no taxes had to be paid. On the other hand, it was convenient to use, and no one usually checked old bills during everyday purchases.
Besides, that was not what the Uncanny Valley Effect meant at all. But Wade was an illiterate lunatic with brain cancer who had dropped out of elementary school. What more did you expect? Be satisfied that he even knew the term.
"We all watched how things unfolded, but it looks like the battle isn't over