"Unless you sent him an invitation to our little meeting with my boss, no." Eris closed the space between the two villains, standing about a foot from him, looking him in the eye with a grin on her face. "How about this: you join in this escapade of ours, and we send you the Bat on a silver platter, to do whatever you want with. I'm sure my boss wouldn't mind if one hero gets tortured by the homicidal clown, now would he?" She leaned in, holding out her hand. "Do we have a deal?"