Finally getting his outburst quieted and in control once more, he resumed the cool, aloof, and slightly bored look. He remained standing, keeping a close eye on the other man as he moved around the office.
As the psychopath explained his plan, the look became thoughtful, and his body posture shifted next. Lex slowly walked towards the Joker, listening hard. And then the Joker moved towards Lex, the two standing eye to eye.
The thoughtful look began to change, the greedy glint moving into his eyes, his brain already teeming with the possibilities. Yes... degrade the so called hero of the populace down to something inhuman. Corrupt him, make him something to despise. A slow, voracious smirk formed. And who would really be responsible for it all? The Joker may have done the legword, but Luthor would have supplied the necessary ingredients. And given his go-head on the plan in the first place.
"How much would you need?" he asked, moving past the scarred face to take up a stance in front of the windows, hands clasped behind his back. Truly a would-be king taking in his kingdom.