Joke Twenty Eight: False Memories=dates we're really going to regret

[crazy_clownwoman]

 [So guess who also has false memories of a secret romance.....Harley! So she's really happy tonight because she's actually going on a date. A real date! She hasn't been on one of those in......


Okay that was kinda depressing.

But oh well! She was going on one now and doing all that pre-date stuff, like searching for a dress and fun stuff like that. And at six she's actually ready to meet Eddie! Yay!

Smiling while she bobs up and down on her feet waiting for her date to show up.]

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[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward's in his finest green suit, hair slicked back with gel, though he's forgoing the hat for this evening. And he's even brought flowers, Harl. He raps on the door, breathing into his hand shortly after to check his breath.]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Oh you charming devil you. Harley opens the door with a grin.]

Hi!

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[With a flourish, he offers her the flowers---and a dashing smile.]

For you.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Awww. That's so sweet.

[You get a kiss on the check for that.]

I'll go put em in some water!

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward nods, a satisfied grin on his face. So far, so good.]

Hurry back.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

I will!

[And she runs inside to put the flowers away, humming as she does so. And soon she's back outside.]

So what movie are we gonna see?

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Well, you know how the theaters here are. Showing the same old movies constantly. In theory, I suppose they would screen most films from this era.

[And, being a walking, talking encyclopedia of esoteric factoids, he rattles off a few.]

Let's see... Films like Rebel Without a Cause, Peter Pan, North by Northwest... Actually, I wouldn't mind seeing North by Northwest again.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

.....


Peter Pan's there! We have to see that!

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Harley. He should've known she'd go for the Disney cartoons instead of the psychological thrillers.]

...fine. But next time, I'll pick the movie.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Yay!

[She totally knows all the songs as well....]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

But before we even go to the movie, there is, of course, the matter of dinner. Three guesses to where I managed to find a table, and the first two don't count.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Um........

[Thinking...]

Oh! That place! The one with the French name!

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[He pokes the tip of her nose in a teasing, cute way, making a little "Bingo!" noise.]

That's right!

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Laughs at that.]

Alright!

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[He offers her an arm to latch on to, nodding towards the car he has parked in the driveway.]

Shall we be off, then?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Sure!

[Grabs his arm.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Aaaaaand one timeskip later, they're at the fanciest restaurant in town. Edward approaches the hostess]

Reservations for two, under "Nigma."

[And the hostess guides them over to their table, setting down two menus and assuring them that their server will be there soon. Edward even goes so far as to hold out Harley's chair for her so she can seat herself.]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[She laughs and takes her seat, looking at the menu.]

Wow this place sure is fancy...

[Is she stealing the silverware....maybe.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward takes a look at the menu. It's... more expensive than he'd anticipated. And now that he's not working on a policeman's salary anymore... or working at all, for that matter. Nonetheless, he tries to force that grimace off his face.]

Only the best for us tonight.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Just looking at the stuff and trying to figure out if it's worth much.]

Aw, how sweet.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[They can always dine and dash, right? Because that's how classy the Gothamites roll.]

It's nice to be able to do this. Without too much recognition, that is.

[They certainly wouldn't have been able to go out to dinner together back in Gotham without people talking, although it looks like there's still a few people scrutinizing them here.]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

[Oh the best environment, the best.]

Yeah. I mean heck, even tryn' ta get a meal by yourself is hard in Gotham. Half the people won't serve ya cause you're "wanted for armed robbery". Jeeze.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs a bit.]

Still, the restaurants in Gotham are fair enough. Everyone deserves to treat themselves to a fine meal, at the end of the day. Even us.

[It just so happens that Edward likes to treat himself A LOT. Guy enjoys getting waited on.]

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

I know!

Beside it's not like we rob restaurants....much anyway.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[And at that, the waiter swoops in to interrupt the conversation and ask what they would like to drink. Edward requests a bottle of the finest wine they have and shoos the man away. As the drone waiter leaves, though, he gives the odd couple a judgmental look.]

...what do you suppose his problem is?