This Reminds Me of a Joke

Suddenly he engulfed J in a hug, pretending to sob. He took out an obnoxiously bright colored handkerchief and blew his nose loudly in it. "You've f-finally lost your mind! I'm so proud!"

"Ah, wait... Superman can't do that. See? You're driving me crazy!"

"Well, there's grenades, acid, knives... Don't underestimate the power of a crowbar- I've had quite a bit of fun with one of those in the past. Cyanide pies are a classic..." A gloved hand tapped his white chin in thought. "Have you considered sending Harls? She's nearly killed me more than once, you know. Might be worth a shot."

"And to what do I owe this... amusing surprise?" Black eyes looked her over more carefully, no doubt entertaining his dark imagination.

"Y'know... you remind me of someone that I find quite distasteful." The Joker grinned, walking up to the girl with a little skip in his step. She had definitely peaked his curiosity- but the question here was to see if she was who he had in mind. "What's your name, lollipop-girl?" He teased, closing the distance between them quickly now.

"You just carry those around with you?" He asked finally with a little snicker, trying to hold back a loud burst of laughter in case he would need to act quickly again. He had an idea of who this was, but he couldn't exactly be sure.

"Oooh, Big Red is a tough guy, hmm?" The Joker's eyebrows turned down to give a menacing look despite the large smile. "And what kind of trouble are you talking about?" His eyes shined with a mischievous look, almost as if daring for the guy to demonstrate right now.