you've got a plan? first of all, you're copying me from when i said i had a plan.
"no i ain't." harley states matter of factly, nods her head and crosses her arms, she said maybe too loud, her brain runs faster than her hands, than her words, she's just looking everywhere. she has to admit that maybe she is...slightly copying him from when adam said he had a plan. the thing is here, situation is like any other there's some numbnuts who need some quick exterminating. they're outnumbered. outweapon'ed, hiding.
"w'need a distraction, maybe we light somethin' on fire or blowin' up, get them off our trail. i know y'are packin' heat with that sword of yours...you don't happen t'have a magic grenade or...is it just the giant sword?" it's a little comedic, the way harley has to look up at him. "why don't i get a giant sword? i'm an all natural blonde too...underneath the pink." adam, you are losing her and fast. anymore time passes and she will jump in, mallet and axe in hand.