"Hiya doc! What took you so long!" chirped Harley.
"Traffic," he simply replied.
"Ahh, wouldn't know anything about that. I always come here half knocked out in the back seat of the batmobile. You should try it some time," she giggled. The guard had wordlessly left and had abandoned Harley with her straight jacket on. "How's a a gal supposed to get comfortable like this" she whined.
"It's for the caution of everyone in this building Ms. Quinzel" Jack sat down trying to calm her down.
"Call me Harley. Everyone does." she chuckled. Jack ignored her and continued on.
"So, do you know why you're here?"
"Cus', I'm crazy, loony, off my bonkers, a psychopath," Harley retorted with a roll of her eyes.
"You're here because Batman believes you can be cure and not have to rot for years in Blackgate." he sighed.
"I always knew ol' Bats had a soft spot for me. More of a crush really. Can't keep his hands off me when we meet" she laughed.
" Yes, because beating you up into a pulp is a sign that he wants you." Jack sarcastically replied. He had been surveying the tiny flinches Harley had been making during the session. It was almost as if she was trying to squirm right out of her straight jacket. His thoughts were cut off when Harley had jumped up in her chair, furious.
"Now you listen here and you listen good. I've been going at it with bats for a very long time," Harley snapped getting dangerously close to her doctor, " True you haven't seen me in action but don't you go mistaking me for another dumb blonde." Jack wasn't exactly the best at dealing with being threatened. But he is quite the jokester.
"What do you do when a blonde throws a grenade at you" Jack smirked. Harley looked at him. Her furious blue eyes turning into an almost amused glance. Before she could do anything he answered. "You pull the pin and throw it back." As soon as he realized what he had done it was just a tad too late. Harley being the completely unpredictable person she is released herself of her restraints and was doubling over laughter.
"Your sense of humor is almost as great as your sense of fashion, doc." Harley chortled as she tried to contain herself. It was surprising for Jack to see Harley one moment at the verge of killing him and then literally on the floor laughing. A guard then walked in.
"What's Quinn doing outta her restraints?" the guard questioned.
"She escaped from them just a moment ago" Jack declared still trying to process that he was still alive. Two more guards walked in to take Harley back to her cell.
"Till' next time, doc!" Harley giggled. With that Jack was left alone in his office. That wasn't crazy at all Jack thought. He scribbled down in his notes that Harley had an extreme case of being Bi-polar and was irrational in her thoughts. Not to mention very unpredictable. Soon after he left home.
Harley P.O.V (Common room)
Harley sat in the common room thinking about her new shrink. He has guts she had concluded. She decided that she wouldn't drive him out of Gotham just yet. She couldn't wait for their next session.
"Harley!" yelled Poison Ivy scanning the room.
"Over here Red!" Ivy spotted her and joined her on the couch.
"Have you heard about the new intern?" Harley knew Ivy always used men to help her escape out of the damned Asylum.
"Heard of him? I just met him. He's my new shrink." she bragged.
"Why do you always get the new doctors" Ivy complained.
"I dunno. Must be because every other Thursday you see a doctor running out of this place claiming me to be incurable," Harley chuckled.
"Let's see if you can break your high score with this one Harley." Harley felt another bet was going to happen between Ivy and Two-face. To bad she was planning on keeping the new shrink.
"I don't know Red. I think i might try to see how long I can last with him just to see. You okay with that Red?" She scooted over just in case Ivy would yell at her.
"I see what you mean Harley. Who knows you might even like this one" Ivy joked. Harley sputtered and pretended to gag.
"Please Red. I'll always be the same homicidal, clown killer Gotham knows and loves."