"Pet?" Jonathan muttered, confused at the term before shaking his head, dismissing it as he started mental plans on what Joker would need and want. The powdered wasn't difficult, it was the first stage after all, then liquid, then aerosol.
"There are two galleons in my office if you want to test it, free of charge," Jonathan called, after Joker, watching the other man for a moment before turning his attention back to the money.
He could finally start over again...without lowering himself to trying to beg money off of someone or rob a bank. He couldn't wait to get out of Gotham.