Harley tapped her fingers on her arm and watched Alice play with her hair boredly. Harley sighed and asked, "Need it chopped off again?"
Alice looked up and nodded. "Yeah, it's been getting in the way lately too."
Harley hopped up and chirped, "To my bathroom. You want it colored?"
Alice stood up and shrugged, heading towards Harley's personal bathroom. "Nah, I'm good this time."
Harley nodded and grabbed a pair of sissors as Alice sat on the stool. Harley began cutting and Alice closed her eyes, relaxing some. Harley hummed softly and tilted Alice's head this way and that.
Alice smiled to herself and listened to the snipping of the blades by her ear. Harley had cut her hair before for her and even dyed it on occasion. She didn't care if it was perfect, she just wanted it short and out of her way.
Harley hummed and asked, "So, what do you think of Diablo?"
Alice lazily cracked open an eye and raised an eyebrow. "He's alright, pretty quiet. I don't really have an opinion yet."
Harley shrugged and said, "He's like that at first. He'll warm up to ya eventually." She began cackling at her little joke and Alice rolled her eyes, looking in the mirror to look at her hair.
Alice dusted off the ends on her shirt and asked, "Why are you cackling this time, you crazy woman?"
Harley grinned and patted her shoulder. "You'll get it later. Diablo's a hottie!"
Alice gave Harley a confused look and shook her head, heading off to get the broom. Alice smiled politely at Diablo and he waved slightly at her. Alice grabbed the broom and whistled to herself, heading back to the bathroom to clean up the hair.
Harley wiped away an invisble tear and giggled happily, skipping past Alice. "I'm gonna go out and meet up with Mistah J. Don't do anything I wouldn't you two~. Help yourself to the food."
Alice rolled her eyes and Harley changed into something more showy before heading out. Alice shook her head and dumped the hair in the trash before making her way to the kitchen. She looked around and pulled out the items for a sandwich. "Do you want a sandwich, Diablo?"
He looked up and smiled slightly. "If you're offering, then yes please."
She smiled and asked, "Well, whatcha want on it? Looks like there's some ham, bologna, I think that's turkey..."
He chuckled softly and stood up, walking over to her. He stood beside her and grabbed what he wanted out the fridge. She smiled slightly and grabbed the bread, pulling out her slice and making her half sandwich.
She walked over and plopped on the fluffy couch, relaxing back as she ate her sandwich. She reached for the remote and asked, "Mind if I change it?" Diablo shook his head and she changed it to a movie channel. She propped her feet up on the coffee table and hummed softly, glancing over at him.
He shifted slightly when he felt her eyes on him and asked, "Is something the matter?"
She laid her head back on the couch and asked, "I just got a few questions is all. You don't mind if I get a bit nosey, do ya?"
He smiled slightly and shook his head. "Go ahead."
She smiled and turned to face him, pulling her feet up to sit cross-legged. "So, are you a metahuman or just a normal fella?"
He shifted slightly and said, "I'm a metahuman, yes. I can create and control fire, but I try not to use it at all. Bad experiences."
She nodded and waved her hand. "That's fine. So, how come ya staying with Harley and Joker? Ain't got a place of your own? Or, just move around a lot?"
He shrugged slightly. "Mostly the first. She looked me up and thought I'd make good muscle at her and Joker's club."
She smiled and waved her hand in his direction, motioning to his visible tattoos. "I can see why she'd think that. I admit, you do look a bit intimidating. You're just a big softie, though, ain't ya?"
He gave her an odd look and said, "You must be a loco senorita to think that. Aren't you intimidated?"
She giggled and hopped up, patting the top of his head as she walked past him to put her shoes on. "There's a lot you're gonna learn about me if you stick around, hun. Catch ya another time, Mister Devil."
She skipped out and he blinked at the door as she shut it. He changed the channel back to the sports and leaned back. He was sure he would see her again and maybe next time he would ask her a question or two. He would just have to wait and be patient.
