"I've been duped before," is all the explanation she gives. "And I'm not interested in repeating the performance."

She sips her tea, returning the eye contact, not breaking, not wavering. When she's done, she places the tea cup back down on the table, which is when she finally looks down, confident enough that she doesn't need to play Joker's little staring contest game.

"If this is going to work, we need to be on the same level. Tell me honestly, do you have any intention of rehabilitating?"