Edward turned, observing himself in his full length mirror. He was wearing a dark forest green suit with black pinstripes and a purple shirt with white pinstripes along with a jet black tie. His hair was combed down neatly for the first time in months, as his OCD kept him pulling at it and running his hands through it in moments of stress and anxiety. His self-fawning was cut short by a cough from behind him. He turned to find Joker lounging among his black sheets and green pillows.

"What are you doing here?" Edward asked, turning back to the mirror. Joker gave an almost inaudible snort of derision.

"Checking back in on 'he who shall not stoop to Internet dating'." Joker said, mocking Edward in a high falsetto. Joker raised his eyebrows at Edward, licking his lips and pointing to the mirror as if to say "so what's all this?".

"I thought that I might as well see what this 'Viola' is like, though I doubt she'll be very interesting." Edward said, fixing his tie.

"Oh. Oh is that so. Is that why you've been in here preening for seven hours?" Joker asked pointedly. Riddler turned all the way around to look at Joker.

"Has it really been 7 hours?" Joker nodded. "Oh. Well. Was it worth it?" Joker considered, then gave a slow nod. "Well then. Good. I'll be off."

"Don't forget to tell her how modest you are!" Joker called after Nigma.

-

The restaurant that they had agreed to meet at was the infamous Seven97, the five star restaurant at 97 7th Street, considered on par if not better than RAW, Gotham's most expensive sushi place. There reason for Seven was that there was no way Riddler was going to eat raw fish. It didn't matter where it came from or anything, it was raw, and that went against all possible moral coding that he had left. Riddler arrived at the restaurant at 7:00, the agreed upon time. The table he was shown to was already inhabited by Viola Williams, his date. She looked up from the linen cloth.

"You're late." She said. Edward cleared his throat and fixed his tie, suddenly feeling nervous. My, it HAD been a long time, hadn't it?

"Fashionably, I'm certain." Edward replied, sliding into his seat.