Batman: We don't have to be adversaries, Joker. We both want a fair union contract.
Joker: [thinking] Why is Batman being so nice to me?
Batman: And if you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.
Joker: [thinking] Wait a minute. Is he coming onto me?
Batman: I mean, if I should slip something into your pocket, what's the harm?
Joker: [thinking] My God. He *is* coming onto me.
Batman: After all, negotiations make strange bedfellows. [wink]
Joker: [thinking] Aaaaaagh! [aloud] Sorry, Batman, but I don't go in for these backdoor shenanigans. Sure, I'm flattered, maybe even a little curious, but the answer is no.