Before she opened her eyes, she heard a soft but very distinct sound.
"Is that...are we in a bowling alley?" she asked, opening her eyes.
"We most certainly are." he laughed. "In Vegas. I figured we'd bowl, and then sleep at my place."
"Sounds wonderful. I haven't bowled since...well...only once really." She found herself surprisingly excited about the whole affair.
"Really, when did you bowl the once?" he asked.
"Well...back in high school, when I dated that guy." she shrugged. "It was fun."
"Well I promise it'll be more fun this time." he said, handing her a pair of shoes. She put them on and they began bowling. They were about half way through a game when a small group of tough looking guys approached them.
"Can I help you, gentlemen?" Crowley asked.
"Since when did you spend so much time playing with your victims?"
"Since I felt like it, thanks."
"Yeah, well I suggest you kill her and be done with it because I have work for you."
"But sire, I didn't even get to sleep with her yet!" Crowley protested.
"I don't care, Crowley. You will do as I say. Finish up here and meet me at the building I showed you a week ago." he snapped, and vanished; his cronies vanishing after him. Crowley sighed and Harley took a step back.
"Looks like the night is cut short. Sorry, love." he said.
"Sorry? I should have known you were gonna kill me anyway." she snapped.
"You misunderstand me. I have no intention of killing you, but I do have to take you home now. So tell me love, where is home?"
"Take me back to that crossroad." she said. "I'll walk back."
"In the dark?"
"It's nearly sunrise there by now, surely." she said.
"True I suppose." he sighed. "As you wish." He took them back to the crossroads where they first met.
"Goodbye and good luck." he said, and kissed her quickly on the lips. He vanished again and she started home, unsure what to feel about the whole thing. Her feet were sore less than a mile in the walk back when a car pulled over.
"I've been ordered to take you home." A lovely black-haired woman said.
"By who?"
"Crowley."
"I'm fine thanks." she said, turning away.
"Look, he wasn't specific on how I was to take you home little girl, so I wouldn't mind doing things the hard way." the woman snapped.
"Fine." She got in the car and had the woman take her back to the school, but she refused to let her take her to the proper dorm.
"It doesn't matter. If he wants to, he'll find you again." The woman said. "So don't bother trying to be so secretive."
"We'll just see about that." Harley said, and left for her dorm.