A few days later.
Gotham's weather turned clear for once, with bright sunshine and a blue sky.
There were even a few birds chirping as they flew through the air, singing and dancing among the branches.
In the Diamond District, bright sunlight shone on the concrete.
This was the most prosperous area in all of Gotham City. Every inch of land was practically worth its weight in gold, and the streets bustled with traffic and pedestrians.
A few pedestrians walked along the sidewalk, looking up to enjoy the bright sunshine and clear weather, only for strange expressions to cross their faces.
Something was wrong. Nine parts out of ten wrong.
Wasn't Gotham supposed to be cold, damp, and rainy?
How had it become so sunny?
Feeling that something was odd, they followed the sidewalk signs and continued ahead.
Outside the securities firm beside them stood two strangely dressed people who looked like anything but decent citizens.
The pedestrians looked as though they had seen ghosts, then hurried away. Only after putting some distance between themselves and the pair did they take out their phones to call the police.
"Hello? Is this Gotham Police Station? I saw what looked like criminal psychiatric patients who escaped from Arkham Asylum here in the Diamond District!
It had to be said that under Batwoman's crackdown, Gotham's citizens had become more law-abiding too.
When they saw someone dressed bizarrely on the roadside, their first response was to call the police instead of drawing a gun. That was truly commendable.
"Shit! What's going on today? Never mind that there haven't been any shootouts, people on the streets keep fucking grinning, and even the weather is unusually nice... This isn't Metropolis next door. This is Gotham!"
A trace of confusion crossed Harley Quinn's fair face as she