[ It's hard to miss a figure flying in the air, but Lambert isn't exactly subtle himself -- by now, skirmishes and ambushes in cul-de-sac have left him worse for wear, his formerly-shiny coat now tattered and torn at the edges. He's back in the thick of the party because he thinks there might still be carnival workers trapped in with the dancing, but he'll look up right quick when he hears the yelling, something that's causing a murmur of discontent among even the most vapid, burned-out guests. ]
Get down from there, you idiot! [ He'll call -- though Joker may not recognize the voice, with the mask's magics in effect. ]
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Get down from there, you idiot! [ He'll call -- though Joker may not recognize the voice, with the mask's magics in effect. ]