Jack listened and found himself amused by all the similarities between himself and this Jester. Who was clearly a rip off of himself. There was no denying it.
"Interesting." Jack made a thoughtful face and moved on. "So essentially you know nothing. Fantastic. Well, one thing that we have in common is a bat faced costumed creep. But I should tell you, my fun extends to his whole family. Not just him."
Jack cupped his hands behind his back and walked in a small circle.
"Boys, there's a great big world out there, and we can't get to it because we don't know where the fuck it is. So we're going to have to make do with this city and it's citizens. It's not the maximum potential of fun, but it'll work. We've got a Bat out there who likes to fuck little boys, and he's our main target. Mostly because it's just so much fun to piss him off."
He leaned against his desk and studied the two clown-painted butterflies. He'd never had stranger henchmen, that was true. But they did seem to know what they were doing.
"My most arch of arch enemies is called Batman. He's got a little group of hangers on that have shifted here in this strange place, and I've tormented every single one of them. Our first goal is to find out if it's still just him running around being broody and emo, or if he's got any fun friends we can play with."