With the Flash's help, his parents' mansion had mostly been fixed up, but there were some things that took time. Namely, fitting it with new windows. Ultimately, he'd had to measure the windowsills and place an order (and there were a lot of windows in that place), and it was a bit drafty staying in a mansion with no windows. So, while he was waiting for them to go in, Hartley went on a road trip. And, because he was Hartley, the road trip consisted of mapping out all the big charitable events and going to each one to help out and donate a chunk of the money he'd inherited from his parents. In keeping busy, he'd found, it was easier to run away from the thoughts and memories that had been plaguing his mind.
He'd almost skipped over going to Gotham altogether, because it was Gotham, where the heroes are scary and the villains are scarier. Still, he'd ultimately decided that only meant the people of Gotham needed all the help they could get, so he planned a stop there, as well. However, not every night was focused on charity. Maybe knowing there was a comedy themed villain in Gotham, he should have avoided comedy clubs, but something about the advertising on this one had reminded him of the Trickster, so he'd gone in.
He was dressed casually, not prepared for a night of vigilante justice, though he had grabbed his tuning fork just in case he ran into trouble because Gotham was Gotham, which he had slipped into the pocket of his green hoodie. Clearly, it was too much to ask for Piper to not wear civilian clothing that wasn't strangely reminiscent of his costume.
However, after one entertaining act, there was another that he wasn't too thrilled with. Joker. Even as a villain, the Piper refused to associate with him, because the Joker seemed too dangerous and psychotic for his tastes. The fact that he had since had an incident where he'd been dosed with Joker venom had only cemented his dislike for the crown prince of crime.
He knew he should just be quiet. Train his ears for any noises that might indicate some kind of bomb or other device, and otherwise wait this through until he knew what Joker was up to. However, Hartley was really bad at shutting up when he had something to say. After a moment of listening and hearing nothing other than the people in the room, including those that were blocking the exits, Piper couldn't take it anymore.
"Eh, the Trickster was funnier."
Which was saying something, especially since his jokes frequently had just annoyed Hartley. Honestly, sometimes when he remembered how irritating the Trickster had been, he surprised himself with how much he missed those jokes now.
Still, knowing who he was insulting, he reached into his pocket and grabbed his tuning fork in case he needed it.
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He'd almost skipped over going to Gotham altogether, because it was Gotham, where the heroes are scary and the villains are scarier. Still, he'd ultimately decided that only meant the people of Gotham needed all the help they could get, so he planned a stop there, as well. However, not every night was focused on charity. Maybe knowing there was a comedy themed villain in Gotham, he should have avoided comedy clubs, but something about the advertising on this one had reminded him of the Trickster, so he'd gone in.
He was dressed casually, not prepared for a night of vigilante justice, though he had grabbed his tuning fork just in case he ran into trouble because Gotham was Gotham, which he had slipped into the pocket of his green hoodie. Clearly, it was too much to ask for Piper to not wear civilian clothing that wasn't strangely reminiscent of his costume.
However, after one entertaining act, there was another that he wasn't too thrilled with. Joker. Even as a villain, the Piper refused to associate with him, because the Joker seemed too dangerous and psychotic for his tastes. The fact that he had since had an incident where he'd been dosed with Joker venom had only cemented his dislike for the crown prince of crime.
He knew he should just be quiet. Train his ears for any noises that might indicate some kind of bomb or other device, and otherwise wait this through until he knew what Joker was up to. However, Hartley was really bad at shutting up when he had something to say. After a moment of listening and hearing nothing other than the people in the room, including those that were blocking the exits, Piper couldn't take it anymore.
"Eh, the Trickster was funnier."
Which was saying something, especially since his jokes frequently had just annoyed Hartley. Honestly, sometimes when he remembered how irritating the Trickster had been, he surprised himself with how much he missed those jokes now.
Still, knowing who he was insulting, he reached into his pocket and grabbed his tuning fork in case he needed it.