Harley rushed into Ivy's house to tell her the wonderful news.

"Red! Red! Hurry! Come down here, quick!"

Ivy hurried down the stairs. "What's wrong? Harley, are you hurt?"

Harley caught her breath. "No, Red, I'm betta than eva! He proposed!"

Ivy's green eyes grew wide. "The Riddler?"

Harley giggled. "No, Mistah J! He came down to the café, and sang me a song, and in front of everyone, he proposed! It was the sweetest thing he's ever done."

Although Ivy had always feared the thought of Harley actually marrying the Joker, she hugged Harley and truly congratulated her. She knew how happy Harley was, and she knew all she could do was hope that being married to the Joker would keep her as happy as she was then.

"You are definitely gonna be my bridesmaid of course!" Harley said.

Ivy clapped her hands in excitement. She wasn't much for weddings, but she knew that standing beside her best friend would be something she would never pass up. At the thought, Ivy then began to look sad.

"What's wrong, Red?"

"Nothing…it's just…I know this is selfish of me, but now you're getting married! I'm gonna be kind of lonely. But I guess I'll just have to share your happiness." Ivy laughed.

Harley's eyes shone with mirth. "Hmmm…I've got a better idea."

Harley called up the Riddler on his cell phone.

"Hello?" Edward answered.

"Edward? I'm extremely sorry I ran off like that."

Edward sighed. "It's fine, Harleen. I knew that you weren't truly in love with me. When you're heart belongs to someone, there's no taking it back."

"I am so sorry, though. I think you're a great guy. You're smart, funny, cute, and your riddles are to die for!"

Edward laughed.

Harley added, "Literally, huh?"

Edward responded, "Well, Harley, I'm glad that we can be friends, if that's all. I hope I'm invited to your wedding."

"Of course!" Harley exclaimed. "That is…if you can get Mistah J to forgive you for trying to steal me away."

"I'll have to work on a good riddle for that one."

Harley asked, "In the meantime, what do you say to another date?"

"What? With you?"

"Um," Harley uttered. "With Pamela."

Ivy was shocked. "Harley!"

"Oh, Pam's too good for me," Edward replied.

Feigning offense, Harley interrogated, "And what does that make me?"

Edward, suddenly realizing what he said, laughed embarrassedly. "I didn't mean that…it's just…"

"Hey, forget about it. I'm engaged, remember?" Harley squealed with excitement when she said that word or when she looked at her ring.

"I never got a chance to congratulate you."

"Thank you. So, whadda ya say to the date?"

Ivy blushed, but she was glad Harley was setting her up. The whole time she acted like she wanted Robert Mallasko, but it was really Edward she had her eye on.

Edward answered, "If Pam would go out with me, I'd be more than honored."

Harley jumped up in excitement. The Joker, who was waiting outside in his car for Harley, beeped his horn. "Great! I got to go right now though. See ya soon!"

Harley hung up the phone. "He said you were too good for him! But 'he'd be honored' to go out with you!"

"Wow. Love is in the air tonight, huh?"

"Mmmm hmmm," Harley sighed dreamily. "Just think of it, Red! I'm gonna be Misses J!"

Ivy smiled slightly. "That actually sounds pretty good, Harls."

The Joker honked again.

Harley said, "I better go. My prince awaits." Harley was about to leave, but she forgot something. "Red? Thank you. For all you do for me. You're the best friend a girl could have!"

"Right back at ya."

When Harley left, Ivy sat down at her desk. She realized she hadn't made any official plans with Edward. But she knew just the way to make them.

Ivy filled her fountain pen and began to write.

"'What has four legs, one mouth, and a deep connection? Me and you kissing on our first date.' Now that's a riddle!"

When Harley got home she found the letters that Joker took from Ivy's house. "How did you get these, Mistah J?"

Joker replied, "I went to Pammy's twice, and you weren't there. But I went inside and found those. I asked Pammy to get me a glass of water, and I swiped them."

Harley grinned deviously. "Tsk tsk. Bad boy!"

She looked at the letters and found one she hadn't opened. It was labeled "To Harley, With Love", but was in a purple envelope.

"Open it," Joker urged.

Harley read aloud, "'Harley, I still haven't given you my anniversary present.'" Harley turned around to see the Joker lying on the bed. "Oh!" she squeaked.

"Come here, Harley."

"Oh, Mistah J!"

Joker laughed. "Mister J sounds so formal now doesn't it? Just call me Puddin."

"Puddin!" Harley jumped on the bed next to him. They started kissing passionately.

The Joker smiled. "Happy anniversary, Harley."

The time has come

For looking into your eyes of blue

And telling you how I feel

Emotions that I never knew or even imagined
Could be real

You're the one who taught me hate from love

And weak from tough

That's a lot to learn,

What, what can I give you in return?

If you wanted the moon

I would try to make a start

But I, would rather you let me give my heart

To Harley, with love

Those many years have hurried by

Why did they fly, fly away?

Why is it clowns are afraid to show emotions?

And hide love behind toxins and potions?

I want to break my cycle and tell you

That I love everything you say and do

If you wanted the world,

I'd surround it with a wall, I'd scrawl

These words with letters ten feet tall

To Harley, with love