"Kind of run of the mill, you're right. Although the brain trauma and chemicals do add some pizzazz. What diagnosis would you want? Personally, I was a fan of super sanity." What a bullshit concept that was, he remembered the night the Joker had first come up with that. Damn, he had been high then. "I used to just accumulate them, but maybe I'll get a diagnosis that suits me this time. Who knows?"

He was going to play it by ear, it wasn't as if he mattered. "I'm not as interesting as you." And he thanked the gods for that one. "I met both of your baes in the lounge not long ago, so at least they still have each oth-- Ah, getting somewhere here."

There had been a beep, so the door was beginning to unlock.