While The Joker was out doing his normal routine for this time, Julia was doing the same. The routines were just different. Julia had been attending far more parties than normal. Her parents were out of town, and she had all the free time in the world. She had stayed away from the slums of Gotham since her run in with the thugs there, and hadn't driven her own car since then.

Now she was climbing into the back of a rather expensive car, having emerged from a party in a building rather close. Julia slid onto the leather seat, smothing the little black dress she was wearing before nodding at the driver that closed the door. Said driver quickly moved into one of the other buildings after checking with Julia. There were a few things he needed to take care of with one of his friends. Julia would be fine.

The teen sighed, resting her head on the seat. She wasn't drunk, nor was she drugged. There had just been some drama, a bit too much for her for once, and she had decided to leave. As she waited for the driver to get back, Julia closed her eyes, just breathing deeply.

Julia was beginning to wonder where the driver was. His business shouldn't have taken that long. She sighed again, her eyes still closed. The teen hated to be late in things, even something like leaving a party. After all, she wanted to at least try and get some sleep. Even if sleep hadn't been coming too easily.

She was already even drifting out while in the car, but then a tapping made her open her eyes. When the scene registered, she let out a scream. That was definately the head of her driver dangling outside of the car. And then that freak from before. The Joker. He said something, but Julia couldn't quite hear from inside of the car. Lucky for her the doors were locked.

She fumbled around in the purse that was on the seat next to her, her eyes still on the Joker. Julia shifted through it, trying to find her phone.

Julia had managed to get her phone out, and made a call to the emergency dispatch, but then the knife started to go through the roof. Julia screamed, the phone falling to the floor. With any luck, it would stay connected and someone would figure out what was going on before anything happened.

And then the window was smashed in, glass flying into the car followed quickly by the head of hre driver. She let out another scream, moving to the door farther from the Joker. Unlocking it, she attempted to get out while watching the Joker, but managed to tumble out onto the ground.

Julia picked herself up, discarding her shoes quickly, and started off as fast as she could towards the building she had come from, hoping to find some safety there. She looked behind her, watching for The Joker as she ran.

Julia smirked at Batman's words. Though, in her opinion Joker deserved far worse than Arkham. But if they did lock him up there, Julia would definately sleep better at night. The teen seemed transfixed with the scene before her, unable to move although her feet told her to. But she wanted to see the Joker go down, to be sure that he wasn't going to come after her again.