"Slow down puddin' my feet hurt!" Harely whined as she rushed after The Joker, hanging off his arm like a child, "Goddammit woman not now, I'm busy!". Harley dropped from his arm with a sigh "When are we gonna find the new hideout, my back reeaaallllyy hurts and this hammers real heavy!" Joker swiftly turned on his heels to face Harley and his fiast connected with her jaw. Harley's eyes started to fill with tears as she spat blood into the street. "Oh cheer up pooh you know it's coming when you moan like that and out hideout's right here!"

Harley stopped her tears as she gazed up at their new hideout, it was a big appartment building. Clearly abandonned and all theirs. "Aww puddin'! It's beautiful "! Harley dropped her mallet and ran towards Joker with the intent of leaping into his arms, Joker promptley turned and shoved her to the ground, " Now keep that pretty little smile and no more goofing off till we're upstairs!" Harley wanted to inquire if they had to go all the way to the top floor but decided against it,
it wasn't worth the beating.

As soon as they arrived in their dank appartment HArley ran to the probably germ ridden bathroom and begin to violently throw up. She could hear Joker's laughter from the next room and for a fleeting second the word "jerk" ran through her head. That thought was soon replaced with the thought most common for Harley "At least my puddin's happy"

Harley rose from her slumped position by the toilet and collapsed on the bed, it was early morning and they'd been walking all night. "Oh no your not getting away with it that easy, naughty harlequin!" The Joker's voice was soft in Harley's ear. "Just be gentle Mistah J, I'm tired" Harley half moaned half whispered.
The Joker let out a mighty laugh "HAH, oh Harley baby when has that ever been an option! There's no fun in that!" Joker fliped Harley and threw her down on her stomach, dashing her clothes on the floor. "Oh Mistah J!"