Slow steps marked the presence coming into the room, the Joker didn't creep into the room but rather strode boldly, shoes making neat taps on the floor. His purple suit stood out impeccably against the dingy interior of the space which its owner fit into far more easily. He looked out of place, with his yellowed eyes and teeth, grotesquely painted face and scars and stringy yelloq-green hair. Tall and thin he appeared in front of Haine, licking his lips in a habitual manner.
"That was fast, most people would be out for a few more hours." he clucked his tongue and tilted his head inquisitively as if Haine was a particuarly interesting specimen on a petri dish. "Not that I mind, do you mind? I'll admit it was probably a bit rude bringing you here like this but oh... who can deny a clown his fun, hmm?"