Harley tried to hold the fork in her left hand because her right arm still had a cast. Her frail body was recuperating from the horrible fall she had taken weeks ago.
Batgirl wasn't to blame for this fall. Harley had done it herself.
"The salad is really good," she said as she stabbed at the spinach.
"I'm glad you like it."
"Red?"
"Yes, Harley?"
"I'm happy I'm with you on Valentine's Day."
"Me too."
Harley put down her fork. "I'm sorry I scared you."
"It's okay."
"I love you."
Ivy froze. "Really?"
"Cross my heart."
"I love you too."