“That Bat? Trust me, I stopped being afraid of him a long time ago.”
“Then what do ya fear? There’s gotta be something.”

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@harleyxquiinns
“That Bat? Trust me, I stopped being afraid of him a long time ago.”
“Then what do ya fear? There’s gotta be something.”
“I think I’m as right as rain.”
“What makes rain right?”
“ya just have a way with words don’t ya, harley?”
“I s’pose so, but I think I like ta’ be more... physical in my expressions.”
“i may be biased but think this might just be my favorite look yet!”
“I was hopin’ you’d like it. You inspired me.”
Gotham
The one thing I enjoy about this town is that it never seems to change. A girl can take a short vacation to South America for her health and return to find all the freaks and weirdos she left sitting on the same bar stool. Did you miss me, loves? I missed you. Dr. Isley is ready to get back to buisness.
“Of course I missed ya, Red. Why wouldn’t I? You shouldn’t go away for so long. It was so boring.”
in-a--flash:
Barry’s eyebrows went up to his hair line and he cleared his throat, “Yeah it’s…it’s something,” he said.
Long legs outstretched, Harley slowly bent over to fiddle with her shoe. “And that something is good, right Flash man?”
red-and-undead:
“Bats don’t really scare me. You might want to try harder if you’re going for an intimidation factor.”
“Ooh, but they should! At least one Bat, if ya’ catch my drift."
7h3-6r347-r1ddl3r
“I think this means school’s out, am I right to assume that doctor?” Edward came a little closer to the glass of his cell. He knew all too well the look on Dr. Quinzel’s face. It was the same he had on his own mug the first time he donned the Riddler identity. He wasn’t looking at the boring old plain Dr. Harleen, he was looking at a new and hopefully improved woman. “Oh of course I am!”
"I s'pose so." Harley tapped one finger on the glass lazily. "School neva’ should have been in session in the first place.” She chuckled slightly as she observed him in the cell .”Poor Eddie, trapped up in that little glass box like some kind of animal. You should be nice to me and maybe, just maybe, I’ll let ya’ out.”
“I mean, sure, Gotham isn’t the nicest place at night, but chill. I can handle myself. No worries.”
“You sound real sure about that. Are you positive?”
It looks…uhm..
“I know! Isn’t it great? Totally different from anything I’ve ever tried before. I love it.”
poiisonxiivy
“Hello, Harley. Joker kick you out again?”
"Why do you always gotta assume the worst? No, Puddin' didn't kick me out. Is it a crime for a gal to want to see her friend?"
“I’m tryin’ out a new look. Whaddaya think?”
“Criminals these days–they lack so much tact. I mean really, where’s the challenge anymore?”
“There isn’t one! That’s what I love about you, you know. You’ve got such class, such style! And you look great in makeup.”
Out of laughs;
Harley was being portrayed as Dr. Harleen still, but I wasn’t expecting life to get so crazy busy. For plot reasons, she is now Harley Quinn. I’ll be posting a self-para in the future about that, but for now, all interactions will be with her as crazy.
“You know… Sometimes Arkham gets really boring. All I saw today was some stupid inmates and a gawking psychiatrist”
“Ugh, I know! Take it from an ex doc, the soona you can blow that popsicle stand, the betta’. I’d help ya, but I have people to go and places to see. Good luck!”
“You know, if I were you, I’d be careful with what I say to the guy carrying the AK-47.”
“Just because you’re carrying some big fancy gun doesn’t make ya’ scary. You should be nice to the lady carrying the bat.”
“Don’t you know how to knock?” Ivy asked, turning from her work with an irritated look.
“Yeah, but I’m choosin’ not to. Hiya, Red.”