"Touchy touchy wittle Batsy. Does da wittle bat not like being beaten by a girl?" Her mocking only amplified by the pouty baby and the crying motions she made taunting The Bat was so much fun, especially when he got his knickers in a twist so easily. The men surrounding them were also enjoying the game of cat and mouse they played as Joker continued to toy with the uptight savior of Gotham. "And how did you know I liked having my hair pulled in playtime?! I'll play with you Batsy, all you had to do was ask"<br/><br/>Even the glancing blow to her inner knee could not beat her down, taking the hit in a roll to come at The Bats side with an upward kick to his chin as she kept from the floor again gaining higher ground and poor poor Batsy was on the ground again.<br/><br/>"Now now Batman, if I didn't know any better I would think that you were drinking on the job with all if this stumbling around and falling you are doing tonight. If you can't do better than this then who are the poor pitiful people of Gotham going to call on if I....I don't know...knock off the mayor and take up shop in his office? That'd be a pretty sweet gig right?"<br/><br/>The men at Jokers back cheer her on, but her eyes never leave The Bats. Looking for a reaction. Egging him on to continue to fight when she wasnt even sure if he could stand. She had wanted to know how much a man like him could take and they were all fixing to find out.