The Riddler Speaks - Casefile #0134 (Patreon)

EDWARD: No, I don’t know what it means. It’s just numbers. No, I don’t know how it got there. Oh shit, it’s… (clears throat) Good evening, one and all! It’s your good friend the Riddler here again, and contrary to what people have been saying, I am in fact me. I mean, honestly. You have one bad day and people start saying things like, “get your head scanned”, or “who are you really”, or “why are you so amazing all the time”. So – without much ado, let’s get to the question. Hm. Hmm. Uhh, anonymous asks: Mr. Nygma, your last audio post had ended with you struggling to find the answer to a riddle. Is everything alright? Are you hurt? Oh, for crying out loud! You get stumped on one stupid riddle and everyone thinks you’re a mess! This is just stupid, I mean – (laughs) Come on, people! Let’s have another one. Umm… (rummaging) anonymous asks: what are your thoughts on Harley Quinn? Harley? Oh, she’s a great girl. Total peach. I don’t know why she’d hook up with Bozo, but hey, if that’s what Miss Quinn likes, then that’s what Miss Quinn gets. I always considered calling her up, but she keeps interesting company and I don’t want nothing to do with them. (clears throat) Well, this has been a treat, but I have just got to jet. Busy busy busy! The life of the Riddler, Prince of Puzzles, King of Conun-drum-ums or whatever I get called on a Monday. Oh, print.