"Ohhh I know!" Joker said, his voice throwing inflections in all the wrong places. His laughter bubbled up again. Lex was always a riot! He pretended to be stiff and boring like Bats but he always had Joker in stitches. "But some how she always manages to squeak by! Just a little worse for wear." Just the thought of how many times he tried to kill Harley brought tears of laughter to his eyes. He wiped them away from the perpetually bruised flesh there and looked back to Lex with that yellowed grin of his.
"Tut! Tut! Tut!" Joker wagged a gloved finger back and forth. "You and I both know that somewhat illegal and illegal are two different things. Why, with the number of government contracts you must have, I wouldn't be surprised if you had some, somewhere, in a big old laboratory. Just going to waste!" Joker wandered as he said this. He could just see the laboratory in his mind. "And who else would I come too? The only other people I know who have it don't exactly like me. In fact, the last time I saw him, he threw me back in Arkham. He just can't take a joke."
"You on the other hand know exactly what I mean." Joker set the end of the pipe on the ground. "Someone in our lives we can't get around. Someone that plagues us. A person we'd like to see bent and broken like a child's toy." He casually pulled a cheap G.I. Joe figure from his coat pocket. The head snapped off with minor effort.
"Something tells me you want the hard sell, Eh Lexie?" Joker grinned once more. He danged every bit of information out there to entice Lex further.