Jokers head spun as she was whipped around, stumbling from the perfectly landed hits. But as she regained her footing, the ache in her side seemed to only excite her more. Probably not the response Batman wanted to elicit, but par for course she liked the pain. She liked even more inflicting it.<br/><br/>The crowd cheering and egging them on amped her adrenaline. She would best The Bat again, but this time with a full live audience. She would have him on his knees before her in front of everyone. For all of Gotham to see.<br/><br/>The high slit in her skirt gave her a freer range of motion than a normal evening gown would and without sacrificing the knock out look, pun intended. So when she advanced on him again with a graceful jump and spin kick landing on his jaw she didn't even have to tear the dress. One she took advantage of as she followed through with several more identical kicks. She felt like a lethal ballerina in a dance to kill...or in this case humiliate and maim.<br/><br/>Joker ended the dance with a punch to The Bats exposed throat and a slash of a knife, one she pulled from a garter belt under her skirt, across the bat emblem adorning the front of his suit. She sent him stumbling backwards and into one of the tables surrounding them, as the criminal elements in the crowd cheered in triumph of seeing The Great Bat fall.