On the road back to Gotham, Harley and Six are almost out of Florida with Harley wearing sunglasses she found in the car console and some tourist clothes to disguise her from the law, and Six was asleep in the passenger seat.

"Alright, in 3 days or less, we'll back in the Gotham and Ivy will be going crazy jealous over me hanging out with Six instead of her," Harley thought as she drove faster down the road until she sees a police lights in the rearview mirror "oh shit,"

Harley pulls the car over on the side of the road, causing Six to wake up from her sleep.

"What's going on?" said Six

"We're getting pull over by some cop but don't worry, I got this, Six," said Harley

"Alright," Six goes back to sleep.

The police officer steps out of his cop car, walks toward the driver's side of the muscle car, and taps on the window. Harley rolls down the window.

"How can I help you, officer?" Harley sweetly said

"Well, ma'am, it has appeared that you were going way over the speed limit," said the police officer

"Sorry, see my friend, and I are in a bit of a rush going back home,"

"That isn't a good excuse for breaking the law,"

"Just hand me the ticket already,"

The police officer goes to his car, and then he heard the police radio chatter, "officers, please be on the lookout for a stolen purple 1970 dodge charger with a license plate number 938 XTZ,"

The Police officer looks at the Harley muscle car, sees the license plate number, and goes back to Harley "ma'am. I need you and your friend to get out of the car,"

"Why's that officer?"

"Your driving in a stolen car,"

"It could be misunderstanding,"

"I doubt it,"

"Hm I see" Harley gets out of the car.

"wake your friend up,"

"She is not going to get out of the car for this," Harley kicks the officer in the balls, and quickly grabs the taser gun from the down officer and points it to his head "now you're going to forget us, and this car you or you'll feel the worst pain imaginable,"

"A-alright, I'll forget you t-wo,"

"Good," Harley goes back to her car and drives off.

Twenty minutes later, Six wakes up from her nap and sees that they are back on the road. She looks at Harley.

"So you took care of that cop?" said Six

"Yep," said Harley

"Did you kill him?"

"What! Why do you ask that?"

"Because you seem the type that doesn't haven't a problem killing a person,"

"How can you tell?"

"I'm a perspective person,"

"Well, for your information, I didn't kill him I just threaten him and kick him in the ball,"

"Good. because for this partnership, I'm not letting a bystander or someone innocent get killed and if you try to do anything that I don't like, I'll put you to the ground, Harley," Six ends the sentence darkly

"Rodger dodger Six," then Harley thought, "that oddly turns me on,"

"Good,"

"If you don't mind me asking Six but where did you come from because I've never seen a person like you before,"

"I usually move around, but normally I'm out on the west coast,"

"Ah, what type of work you usually do,"

"Bounty hunting but most of the time I am a Courier,"

"Your mail women, ha, I can't imagine you wearing a postal service uniform,"

"Uniform,"

"You know those UPS or FedEx mail person uniform,"

"Oh, I usually deliver something that won't show up in a postal service,"

"Like what drugs, weapons?"

"Something like those,"

"Then how did you end up in Miami?"

"No idea. I'm still trying to figure out how I end up in Miami,"

"But look on the bright side you're alive,"

"I guess that would be the bright side,"

"Yeah, once we get to Gotham, the real fun begins, but there is one problem,"

"And that is?"

"We may run into Batman and his annoying ass bat people,"

"Who's Batman?"

"Are you kidding?"

"No, I'm not,"

"Oh boy. Well, he's a superhero vigilante that has some crazy martial art moves and tons of gadgets,"

"Got it,"

"He usually comes at night,"

"Yeah, well, if he crosses my path and causes me trouble, then he's going get the bullet in his brain,"

"Wow, I can tell we'll get along very well, and you'll fit right in Gotham,"

Over in Gotham in a large warehouse, a well-known gangster named Black mask and two gangsters look at the various wooden crates.

"Do you know what I see boys," said Black mask

"Crates?" said the first gangster.

"Weapons," said the second gangster

"Both are technically right, yes but no, this here boys is the biggest payday of our lives," said Black mask

"What are we selling?"

"Highgrade weapons that so happen to belong to our finest government that went up missing a few days ago. We'll be selling these weapons to a dictator down south of America,"

"How much we're getting pay for these?" said the first gangster

"Oh thousands of dollars and with an additional bonus for me is uncut diamonds that worth two and a half million dollars,"

"Men that a lot for some stones," said the second gangster

"And that's why we won't have Batman snooping around and ruining this weapon deal,"

"If he does?"

"Then he has to deal with a top-rate assassin I hire to take care of Batman or any other jerk offs try to get in my way,"

"Oh, I would love to see that assassin chops off that asshole head,"

"Same, now let's go I'm getting hungry, and dinner reservation La Mare Doré," Black mask leaves the restaurant with two gangsters.