His smile stayed, as always, his head shaking as he pushed each button with an exaggeration, hitting them as she called them out. As the phone rang his other hand began to rifle through his pockets, pulling out a few knives and holding them in his palm. He wagged his index finger at Harley, calling her over and pointing to the knifes. The phone rang in his ear and he put it on speaker. It was loud for such a small device so he could actually let it hover away from his head, both Rachel and Harley could hear it perfectly. He spoke to Harley "Get by her, chose something." He said as he held the knives for firmly for her. Just as the person on the other side of the phone picked up.<br/><br/>"Hello?" The voice was of a man, middle aged, a little deeper then regular, a cold tone. "What? Who is this?"<br/><br/>And The Joker responded with a cackle. "We're playing a game. It starts now. You have no choice- hang up and she dies!" He laughed, it had successfully shut the man up. "The real question is who are<em>you</em>?" He didn't give the man any time to respond. "I've got Rachel Dawes here? Know who-no- you don't know nothing in this city. Harvey Dent's squeeze. Beautiful- very beautiful-for now. Well, my girl Harley- Say hi Harley!-" He waited for Harley to say hi, then continued. "She doesn't like Miss.Dawes, and she only listens to me- so someones gotta convince me not to let her lose on Dawes. That's your part in this game- Who are you?" No response. "We need a name to send the prizes to!"<br/><br/>There was a long pause on the other side. "I don't need to tell you anything. You're that<em> freak</em>, The joker!"<br/><br/>At that The Joker cackled, more insanely and high pitched then normal. "I'm sorry- Wrong answer! Har- let him know what happens with wrong answers!" He literally bounced over to Harley and Rachel, holding the phone to Rachel's mouth. "Nice and loud, dear." He said to Rachel, giving Harley a nod to do- well something to make the women scream- to get the man on the phone into the game.