#His security isn't the brightest but they are beefy

[masquenoire]

Her voice rang from his office, the door was shut and there were flower petals (and a few fingers) sprawled around on the path leading to it. "Hey Masky. I have a SPECIAL surprise for you. Just come in and close the door behind you."

He froze at the sound of her voice calling him by that nickname, looking at the closed door to his office as though he'd end up getting deleted if he even so much as dared touch the handle. Colourful flower petals had been scattered across the laminated floor, providing an unsettling decor alongside the severed human fingers that probably came from his own men. It honestly wouldn't have surprised Roman; keeping the Joker out was a task for Batman, let alone the meatheads he'd employed as security, useless lumps they were. Well, had been. God only knows what she'd done to them, and briefly Roman considering turning on his heel to leave. The very idea that the clown had a 'special surprise' waiting for him on the other side was more daunting than say, for instance, the idea of strolling into the Iceberg Lounge buck naked to challenge Cobblepot to a fist fight but Roman Sionis had never been one to shy away from a challenge. Or a threat. He bristled, rising in high temper as he strode towards the office door, heedless of the petals and fingers he stomped on along the way. Fuck Valentine's Day and every shitty thing about it, nobody invaded his turf like this! The door was promptly kicked in, a well-heeled shoe sending the heavy oak doors flying open to reveal whatever grim fate lay in wait for him on the other side.

"What the fuck do you think you're playing at, Joker? This is-" he said before stopping sharp.