Diablo coughed upon waking, still feeling a dampness to his body from being very nearly drowned. Groaning he rubbed his eyes and looked around. He was in a helicopter -- that much was sure -- the reason why though, that was another question. The last time the Squad had been assembled they had at least not been knocked out beforehand. Moving his head, and realizing just how stiff his neck was, Diablo noticed two others with him, rather then the usual number. These two he didn't recognize. As the three of them awoke from their induced unconsciousness, a man standing near the front of the chopper held up a device that began playing a message from none other than Amanda Waller herself.<br/><br/>Diablo listened, not fully understand but going along with it anyway, being with the Suicide Squad often meant not getting all the details. When the team was listed Diablo cast an eye on the two labelled Cat Woman and Fear. He had never heard of My Alibi but from the sounds of it, he would have liked to keep it that way.<br/><br/>♦♦♦♦♦<br/><br/>The Joker was bored, and that usually meant that those around him were on their guard, after all, the Joker was unstable during his best moments. Lounging in a chair in one of the VIP rooms of My Alibi, legs over one arm, arms outstretched over the other Joker made a low noise in his throat similar to a growl.<br/>"What do you mean you want out?" Previously his eyes had been closed as his head leaned back over the chair's arm, now they were open and a mad gleam shone in their depths. The man kneeling before him kept his gaze on the floor, shoulders slumped, his discarded mask laying beside him. His head was jerked back suddenly, the Joker having moved from his seat to stand behind the man, one handed fisted in his hair, the other holding the gun to the man's temple.<br/>"Go on, I dare you. Say it again, so everyone can hear you." Joker used the gun to address the various other goons and hirelings around the room.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I...I need out. The stress it's killing me!"</span>The man stuttered out.<br/>"You've got that right." With a pull of the trigger the man lay spread on the floor, and the Joker once more stood before him. "Well you're out now." Laughing Joker watched the others, a few tentatively joining the mad cackle.<br/><br/>As suddenly as it had begun, it ended and Joker stood as serious as ever before them.<br/>"Anyone else? No?" His hand waved the gun around, resting ever so often on someone new. "And I thought the night was beginning to get interesting."