Joker laughed as Ivy jolted from his hand buzzer. Oh this was indeed glorious. And fun. But he had heard the words that Ivy loved Harley. That...hadn't been exactly what he had expected. But still, he could use it to his advantage if used right. He pulled the hand buzzer away and wandered over to the table, pulling his jacket off.
"I wonder if I should tell Harley you love her. Or if I should let you hope and pray you make it out of this alive so you can see for yourself how...flexible and wild she is. She was such a good squeeze too. Quite a set of lungs too. Oh how we enjoyed making happy together," he taunted.
He picked up the hot poker and looked at the red hot end and smirked. "You may feel a slight burning sensation." With that he laid it on Ivy's other hand that he hadn't slammed the dagger into and let it set there. "Oh I just love the smell of burning plants, don't you?" he laughed, pressing the poker in a little deeper.