"Ah, if I'd known, I would've asked to join Deathstroke's team. Ah!"
Green Arrow could understand being thrown out of the ball by the local expert, because Joker was probably the same way—he only wanted to play games with Batwoman.
As he walked down City Hall's tall stone steps, Green Arrow rolled his neck. More people dressed as Gotham villains were still heading into the municipal building.
This time, he spotted more than a dozen women dressed as Harley and Poison Ivy alone.
It was as though Gotham's rich knew nothing beyond Harley, Poison Ivy, and Catwoman. Not a single impersonator of any other female villain was in sight.
Oliver usually lived in Central City or Seattle and was not very familiar with Gotham, but even he knew of more than a hundred female villains, such as Porcelain, Ms. Vick, Vampire Dara, Hummingbird, Tarantula, White Rabbit, Fox Spirit, and so on.
Then again, he had heard that Gotham's clever wealthy elites were all members of the Court of Owls, and The Batman Who Laughs had killed them all before.
His train of thought had drifted a little. In any case, whenever other Superheroes were present, Joker suffered from a condition commonly known as getting carried away in company, escalating the severity of the situation all over again.
For instance, he might originally have only wanted to kill a few people for fun, but if there were too many Superheroes around, he would definitely find something for every one of them to do. That way, he could create an opportunity to be alone with Batwoman—a stage belonging solely to the two of them.
Never doubt his abilities. Joker was Gotham's Crime Prince. All he had to do was put out the word, and his followers throughout the city would launch attacks