He gazed at her fondly and licked his lips. "Now our guests, we can't be rude."

Lia smirked "Of course, Boss."

She walked over to the mess of dead, concaved faces, and fractures. Raising an eyebrow, she bowed slightly, displaying the drink selection. Of course, their guests did not partake, being too preoccupied with injuries. Lia pouted and glanced at Joker, chuckling he waved her away and she complied. As she set down the tray on the bar and went back to cleaning her work station, Lia came to realize how easy it was to fall into the role of being Joker's thug. In some way the ease with which she could move from Cornelia to Knuckles, was both frightening and exhilarating. The thought disappeared when she caught Joker eye, he winked at her and returned his attention to his business partners. He opened his mouth, prepared to continue conversation, only to have the door to his office crash open.

Lia froze, her blood running cold. "Aww, Falcone!"

Joker uncrossed his legs and got up. Within seconds, he stood before the Italian and planted a kiss on the mobsters cheeks. Carmine rubbed the red lip stain off his cheek and surveyed the scene, another man stood behind him. "Oh, and little Salvatore Maroni! Such a surprise!"

Unlike, Falcone, Maroni seemed at ease and happy to greet the clown. At the very least, he was better at hiding his discomfort. Feeling something brush again her hand, glancing up she found Quinn looking at her. Taking a deep breath, Lia pulled her hand away and focused her attention on the new arrival. Carmine looked past Joker, towards he incapacitated men. "What the fuck happened to my men!?"

Joker raised a nonexistent eyebrow pouted out his lower lip. "Well Falcone, I'm onboarding some new muscle, and they're learning the art of developing a thick skin."

Lia scoffed while Harley giggled and brought the meta human's hand to her lips and brushed the freshly healed fingers with a kiss. "Still, easily forgiven…"

He spun around and threw an arm around Falcone and dragged him through the mess of destroyed goons "Not only is she an expert in breaking bones, but she knows her way around the bar."

Not looking up, Lia slid a cocktail across the bar's surface into Falcone's hand. She could feel his eyes boring holes into her head. Slowly, looked him in the eyes. "Molto tempo non si vede, Falcone."

Falcone looked as if he had seen a ghost. "Cornelia…"

Her name came at a whisper, and then rage exploded across his face. "You're supposed to be dead!"

For some reason, the exasperation provided Lia with a great deal of pleasure. Handing Joker his own drink, she shrugged "Easier said than done…."

Heaving a sigh, she poured herself a shot of tequila and knocked it back "Believe me."

Joker was giggling now "Oh, oh this is delicious…. You mean to tell me that you didn't know Falcone!"

At this, the clown roared with laughter, and before Lia could stop him. The clown pulled his gun and shot her square in the chest. "Are. You. Fucking. Serious!"

Lia sputtered at blood gushed from the bullet hole. Falcone relinquished a shrill scream when the meta human's blood spirted across his face. Heaving a raspy giggle, Lia provided some colorful commentary. "Splash zone, Falcone."
Joker licked his lips, apparently pleased with his actions. Pressing her hand to her chest, Lia sneered at him "That's the third time tonight."

With a dismissive smirk, he replied "Don't get it on the carpet."

Harley pulled out the towels on the bar and began to bloat away the blood. All the time, Falcone and Maroni stood in fixated horror. At long last, Lia pulled away her hand and her chest was left fully healed, not a trace of the gunshot. Straightening his jacket, Joker chuckled "Really God Father, you had a meta human among your ranks and you couldn't be bothered to notice. Such a waste of talent."

Falcone was shaking now, his face paper white with terror and rage. "Him!? You threw your lot in with him!? With these clowns!? What would your father say!?"

He was behaving like a disappointed father and the very display was making Lia sick "Well, firstly, I think papa would be pretty amused that in all the time you had me, you never figured out what I was capable of. I mean really, you were outsmarted by a child."

His face went from white to red in seconds. Harley pressed a kiss against Lia temple "It's a sad day when it turns out the clowns are smarter than you, Falcone. I mean, wow, blow to the big oily Italian ego, eh Falcone?"