"I assure you. The puzzle books aren't far away, Edward. Patience is a virtue," said the attendant as he walked past the cell holding the Riddler. He continued walking down the hall.
"No magazines yet, Pamela. I'm sure they'll be here any day now."
The attendant kept walking. He waved at Harley Quinn and Two-Face. He looked down the hall. The Joker was writing something furiously in a notebook. "You better not be plotting an escape down there, J-Man," yelled the attendant. "Don't make me confiscate your supplies," he said with a smile.
Finally, he approached a cell which had just had its light bulb replaced and its bars fixed. "Hey, Jervis," said the attendant. "I heard you had quite a romp out there. Glad to see you back," he said before walking on down the hall.
Inside the cell, Jervis Tetch AKA the Mad Hatter smiled a fiendish smile. "He remembered. They remember."