No need for that. After an awkward moment, Joker slowly pokes his head back in while looking pretty sheepish for a guy with antlers and wings.

"Well... The thing is... I wasn't comin' in for a break or anythin'... My right's just been botherin' me, y'know?" As in, the empty right arm socket that, even after all these years, he still hasn't bothered to fill with any kind of prosthetic. This isn't the first time it's started to act up on him- sometimes when it's too cold, or he's slept a little wrong...

And, of course, it started bugging him after the last time the vampires attacked, too.