Lying in her bed, she closed her eyes only to open them again for a sound had startled her. Harley then stared into the face of Batman.

"Well, hello, Mr. B.! whatchu doin' here so late?" she asked.

"I've come to pay you a visit, ask some questions."

"What is it, Mr. B.?" Harley asked.

"Well, I saw you with that millionaire today."

"Yes, I was with Mr. Wayne."

"Well, I was wondering how interested you are in him."

"Well, how do you mean?" Quinn asked.

"I mean, are you interested in him at all?" Batman asked in response.

"Perhaps," she smirked. "And if I am?"

"Oh, I don't know. He's a good friend of mine and uh I just want the best for him and he seems to like you a lot." In the dark it was a little hard to see his wide smile.

Harley chuckled a bit. "You could say he's safe with me."

"Yes, so I thought, but that doesn't necessarily answer my question, Quinn."

"So, maybe I am interested in Bruce," she shrugged. "I mean, he is after all, the nicest guy I met, next to you, that is." She looked him up and down and smiled. She had been sitting on her bed throughout the conversation.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her up gently and her left hand fell onto his chest. "And for me?"

"Perhaps," she smiled. Once again he leaned in but this time she didn't pull away or say a word; she just simply welcomed the kiss. Harley soon broke free and began to cry.

"What's wrong, Harley?" Batman asked.

"Reminds me of Mr. J."

"Quinn, forget about him. You have me now. I'll keep you safe. I can love you more than he ever can. I can show you what love is."

"Maybe you're right, Batman." She closed her eyes for a second. "But I feel it would easier to love you if I knew the man behind the mask."

"Yes, but you know more than you think," said Batman.

"I've heard somethin' like that b'for'; from Bruce Wayne."

"Perhaps you did."

"Mr. B., what are you trying to say?" Harley Quinn was confused as to what he mean.

"I've not the time to tell you now. Goodbye, my love," Batman kissed her cheek and as he turned to leave, she grabbed for he hand.

"Wait, Batman." He turned to face Harley. "Let me drive you home?" she smiled.

"Cute, Quinn. But I'm not going home." He rushed out the window from which he had come.

Harley Quinn lay back down on her bed and smiled as she fell fast into dreams of her new man.