Ben and Zane were tired of their dark, gritty, realistic night-jobs of fighting crime in Gotham. So they hung up the cape and the cowl, poured a glass of something non-alcoholic (“It’s 1:30, I’m not getting fucked up on a Wednesday!”), and watched as the city decayed into a wretched den of debauchery and mayhem. Honestly, the place looks a lot better now.
167 - Reheat'd - Harley Quinn