Post by missj on Aug 20, 2011 21:28:01 GMT -5
The Joker couldn’t help but let his smile grow at the perturbed behavior the Riddler was displaying. Oh, how he loved pushing his buttons. Actually, he just loved pushing buttons in general; people, microwaves, blenders – he loved buttons. In fact, one of the few things he loved more than pushing buttons was winning, and right now, that was what he was doing. He just won the negotiation over the money and had thoroughly pissed off the Riddler. It was a good day. A really good day. He withdrew his hand, realizing that Nigma wasn’t willing to shake. It was understandable, he was notorious for using his joy buzzer. He merely shrugged and stepped away from the Riddler, giggling to himself.
”Yes, I’d rather sit on my cash, than let the bank ‘invest’ it in petty things. Plus, it’s always fun to swim in before you spend it. You should try it!” He danced around before leaping up onto the ring master’s podium again, swinging his arms out wide with joy. ”Friday, then. It’s a date, Eddie! Hehehehe….” He bent at the waist with laughter, mostly just to infuriate his counterpart even further. Oh, he wasn’t done pissing the Riddler off quite yet. It was his specialty. Plus, he was having fun with his company. Most people who came by the fairgrounds were either thugs or Harley.
When the Riddler failed to provide an exact answer as to why he wasn’t concerned with the Joker going to the FBI, he couldn’t help but feel smug inside. Apparently, Mr. Nigma was keeping a substantial amount of information from the clown. What the information didn’t particularly matter to the Joker. No, it was just interesting that he was keeping everything especially close to the chest. It could only mean that the Riddler was planning something on a much larger scale. How exciting!
”Don’t get your tights in a bunch, Riddler. I’m no rat!” His voice held a hint of laughter as he clapped the green clad man on the shoulder. ”Besides, you’re paying me so well and I get to blow something up. It’s a pretty sweet deal for me! Heheh.” He gave the other man a twisted smile before plopping himself down on the podium. ”Now, is there anything else I can do for you while you’re in my ha-ha-hacienda?” Oh, this was a good night.
”Yes, I’d rather sit on my cash, than let the bank ‘invest’ it in petty things. Plus, it’s always fun to swim in before you spend it. You should try it!” He danced around before leaping up onto the ring master’s podium again, swinging his arms out wide with joy. ”Friday, then. It’s a date, Eddie! Hehehehe….” He bent at the waist with laughter, mostly just to infuriate his counterpart even further. Oh, he wasn’t done pissing the Riddler off quite yet. It was his specialty. Plus, he was having fun with his company. Most people who came by the fairgrounds were either thugs or Harley.
When the Riddler failed to provide an exact answer as to why he wasn’t concerned with the Joker going to the FBI, he couldn’t help but feel smug inside. Apparently, Mr. Nigma was keeping a substantial amount of information from the clown. What the information didn’t particularly matter to the Joker. No, it was just interesting that he was keeping everything especially close to the chest. It could only mean that the Riddler was planning something on a much larger scale. How exciting!
”Don’t get your tights in a bunch, Riddler. I’m no rat!” His voice held a hint of laughter as he clapped the green clad man on the shoulder. ”Besides, you’re paying me so well and I get to blow something up. It’s a pretty sweet deal for me! Heheh.” He gave the other man a twisted smile before plopping himself down on the podium. ”Now, is there anything else I can do for you while you’re in my ha-ha-hacienda?” Oh, this was a good night.