Riddle 040: A Little Less Conversation...

[questionauthority]

[At some point on this seemingly ordinary Thursday afternoon, a conversation between two older men can be heard over Mayfield’s phone lines. No, it isn’t Jack Smith or the Mayor. But who could these men possibly be...?]

-- I do NOT have cobwebs--

Well, from the sound of it, you certainly don’t anymore.

I have no idea where you’re getting such horrible lies from, Nigma, if you haven’t just thought them up yourself, but they’re just that. Lies.

He actually defended you, you know. Do you mean to tell me that all those lovely things he had to say about you were lies?

And you’re just going to automatically believe-- No, of course, of course you’re going to trust the word of a textbook narcissist over mine; it’s like talking at a mirror for you two, isn’t it?

What’s the matter, Jonathan? Can’t handle it when I rustle your feathers? You had no problem rustling his.

... I am hanging up the phone, Edward. I will never be picking it up again.

I’m sure you won’t. Wait. Hang on a second. [A dramatic pause.] ...Oh dear.

... [Why is he letting his curiosity get the better of him?] What?

Well, it appears as though---in my haste to check up on you, of course---I neglected to filter the call. Must have slipped my mind.

[As good an actor as Eddie may be, there’s no hiding that shit-eating grin that’s just crept onto his face.]

... I am going to fill your veins with so much fear toxin you will never have a coherent thought ever again.

Comments

[crazyclownwoman]

And you! Can't I leave the two of you alone for a minute! We're supposed to get along here!

[phobophobia]

To be fair, we've never all "got along" anywhere. Why should Mayfield be so special?

[crazyclownwoman]

Because in Gotham at least we had things to do. We had plans, got in each others way. Stuff happened.

This is Mayfield. The town is trying to drive us insane! If we don't stick together we're just helping them!

[phobophobia]

We're already insane, child; the town doesn't need our help.

[crazyclownwoman]

More insane. Insaner. Whatever.

We're insane but we can work together. Or at least not make things easier for them.

[phobophobia]

I'm never going to work with that idiot again. Not after this.

[crazyclownwoman]

[She sighs, luckily for Crane she still has no idea what's going on. And she sounds a little more pulled together and scientific....]

Don't listen to him. You know he's nuts. Ego bigger then Gotham more like it.

But he's going to be trying to fix that in our sessions.......Or I'll have to ask Jervis for a little favour.

[phobophobia]

Well, I'm glad our dear friend Edward is getting the expert help he so desperately needs.

[crazyclownwoman]

Exactly! Don't worry Professor, we'll get everything sorted out.

[Be afraid.]

[phobophobia]

I have the utmost faith in you, child.

[sad thing is he kinda does

saddest]