I close the door and take the elevator up. The girls gasp at the sight of my claw clutching two dozen red roses.
"Well, well, well.." Ivy taunts.
"Bruce Wayne likes you!" Harley giggles.
I roll my eyes grabbing a vase from the kitchen cabinet.
"We are work associates." I mutter.
"Right. With benefits." Ivy teases.
I grab the petal-less flower and place it on the counter. As a small child I would pluck the daisy in the he loves me, he loves me not sing song. I will press it in my diary in private.
The girls huddle on the bar stools.
"So spill the beans." Harley jokes.
"Nothing is going on." I reply with palms up.
Ivy rolls her eyes and slaps the counter with her gloved hand.
"Right!" "This is us you are talking to." she says in a sarcastic tone.
I sigh. 'Well, I don't like to kiss and tell." I say with a grin.
Harley giggles."Ohhh. girl is is super cute!"
Ivy nods twisting her red hair.
"So how was he?" Ivy says tilting her head.
"Ivy, really!" I giggle.
"Did you two kiss out there?" Harley whispers fidgeting in the stool.
"Harley, quit it!" I hiss.
"What? What did I do?"" she says turning to Ivy.
Ivy smiles. "I like him." '"It will do you good to go out ." "You are going to go out with him right?" she says sternly with an eyebrow arched.
"Probably." "It depends in him really." "I told him to wait a bit and if in time he still wants to see me we can talk about it."
"Why?" Harley says seated spinning in a circle. "You should go out now." She says and stops with her head leaning to the left.
Arranging the roses I say "men Harley lose interest fast."
Harley bows her head in silence nodding.
"True." Ivy says "Sad, but true."