She finally comes to a pause, one foot half raised with heel to air. "I mean," she drawls, "I technically was never in yer way in the first place. Yer the one who decided ta stop and talk ta me." Twisting around, body jerking to and fro like a half strung marionette, she smiles over at Ginko. Pink lighting really makes purple eyes pop, she must say.

"But yer never gonna get a proper answer if yer not at least a little bit polite, y'know. I mean, what will ya do if I don't answer properly?" She steps forward-

And one step takes her several, until she's right before Ginko and raising one hand to ghost along the other girl's outstretched hand where a needle is a hair away from Joker's own body. "Could ya really hurt another human with this?"