"So, uh, I heard what happened last night. With you and Batman."
"Oh, yea, that! Ya know, they left somethin' outa the papers!" Harley recalled, digging into her rice.
"And what would that be?" Bruce asked.
"Well, Batman held me in his arms and tried to kiss me!"
Bruce choked. "Is that so?"
"Yea huh!"
"Well, I can see why. You're a lovely woman."
"Why thank you, sir. It is greatly appreciated," she responded.
"So, why'd you jump, Harley?"
"Only caz I couldn't take it anymor', all I did to be good was all goin' wrong, you know what I'm getting' at?"
"Uh, sure, yeah, I kinda get it."
"Yeah, well, I gotta go. Thanks for dinner Mr. Wayne." She walked quickly past and he caught her arm.
"Wait, Harley," she turned to face him. "I'll drive you home."
She only smiled in reply.