CHATBOT: In the grand Gothic architecture of Gotham's Cathedral, the air buzzed not just with the unusual choice of wedding music, courtesy of Zatanna trying to remember the difference between "Here Comes the Bride" and "The Funeral March," but also with quips and banter that could only belong to the superhero community on its most bizarre day yet. Jason Todd, heavily drowning his sorrows and disbelief in a bottle, squints at the altar. "Dick's getting hitched to Harley Freaking Quinn. There's not enough liquor in the world for this..." Stephanie Brown, equally inebriated and leaning heavily against him, slurs, "Does this mean Harley's, like, Bat-family now? Coz that's gonna make Thanksgiving super weird." Barbara Gordon, rolling her eyes from her wheelchair, forces a smile which edges dangerously close to a grimace. "Let's just hope their first dance isn't to 'Mad Love,'" she mutters, purposely ignoring the elephant in the room--her complex past with Dick. Meanwhile, Tim Drake is seen whispering to a flask of coffee with a shot of something stronger, "If I drink enough, maybe I'll forget. Or hallucinate something saner. Like Killer Moth marrying a lamp." Poison Ivy, staring into the middle distance with a glass of champagne in hand, can't help but let out a pensive sigh. "Harley and Nightwing. Of all the plot twists nature could've cooked up..." Dinah, leaning towards Vixen, whispers while nodding towards Huntress, "You know, Helena swears Dick's not under any mind control. And I thought my love life was complicated." Batman stands amidst the congregation, his seething almost palpable, which gives way to low murmurs among the guests. Catwoman leans in, "Ever think we'd see the day?" she teases. Batman just grunts, "I've seen Dick make some questionable choices... but this? Marrying the Joker's ex? I need a vacation." Two-Face, performing the ceremony, raises both eyebrows, "Do you, Richard Grayson, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, in madness and in sanity, for trickster or for worse?" A flip of his coin. "I do," he grins. Superman places a comforting hand on Batman's shoulder. "At least the reception will be interesting," he offers. Alfred, ever the stoic butler, comments quietly to no one in particular, "Master Wayne did say he wanted more excitement at Wayne Manor. Though, I suspect this wasn't quite what he had in mind." Deathstroke, standing off to the side and watching the proceedings with an amused smirk, leans over to Talia Al Ghul. "You kno...