[ casual affection isn't anything she ever pays that much attention to; her boundaries are somewhat nonexistent, and her focus can tend to be even more flighty, so it doesn't even occur to her that it's anything out of the ordinary for him as she swivels on her feet so that they're still walking hand-in-hand, her skating forward to match his longer strides —

— only to skid to another stop that results in him dragging her along by a few feet while her head tilts questioningly. ]

Guess I shouldn't be surprised you've heard of him, too, if you know about the Bat. [ but she shakes her head at the name he drops for her, resuming her skate again. ] Doesn't ring any bells. But... yeah, Joker and I were a thing. Almost inseparable, really, until we weren't. Sometimes I think Batman didn't even care that much about botherin' with me, though, 'cept by association. [ now she's off on a specific tangent, though, launching into another admission. ] You know, I came up with some of his best plans. But J always took all the credit for 'em.