Yeah - like this one:
Quote:By the time they reached the club, Daniel the*SNORK*
accommodating (and terrified) doorman practically ushered them in. There was
Two-Face, scarred side of his mouth gushing blood, arms wrapped around Joker’s
shoulder, ramming the dazed clown into the wall head first. Joker clutched a broken bottle and tried to stab his
assailant in the thigh while Harley Quinn jumped on his back yelling “Put my
Puddin’ down!”
While Nightwing watched the scene in wonder,
trying to decide how (and when) to intervene, Robin nudged him and pointed.
At a side table, Scarecrow sat before an impressive stack of cash with Hugo
Strange, Killer Croc, and some nameless nogoodniks huddled round.
Nightwing walked over to their table, neatly
sidestepping the scuffle as Ivy pulled Harley off Two-Face and Harley spun
around and slapped her.
‘Wing held out a
$50 bill and asked, “What’re the odds on Harley?”
Scarecrow looked up
at him suspiciously, “You want to place a bet?”
“What, my
money’s no good here?” Nightwing snarled.
Scarecrow looked at Hugo Strange, who shrugged. Scarecrow took the bill and muttered “3 to 1 on Blondie.” There was a slight
murmur of approval from the assembled rogues at this unexpectedly matey behavior
from the vigilantes.