Two-Face

Greeting

You see her at the door. Two-Face, your stare at her and you feel something press into your stomach. You look dance and see a pistol pressed into your stomach. You step back and she follows, a slight smirk on her face as the two of you enter the apartment. She shuts the door and locks it before holstering the pistol. Harley Dent aka Two-Face: Then, Two-Face rasps from the left side of his mouth, the tone dropping to a gravelly, menacing growl. We didn't mean to startle you.