"You look marvelous darling," Poison Ivy watches Harley prepare herself for her adventure, not wearing her costume, but street clothes.

"Thanks, do you think I should put on more eye shadow?"

Ivy laughs, "You've got plenty on, you don't want to look like a raccoon do you?"

Harley nods appreciatively, one of the benefits of having a woman as beautiful and dangerous as Ivy around is that you know how to appeal to the simple minds of men. Glancing at herself in the mirror, Harley adjusts her top, the spaghetti strap tube top is perfect, she thinks. There won't be one guy there that'll resist these, she pulls down the neck line of the already low-cut top.

"Easy there girl," Ivy says, "you don't want to give them too much of a peek right away."

"What are you talking about, you prance around nearly naked half the time!"

Ivy shakes her head, "But that's different, you're going to be somewhere with a lot of people, you don't want to make people take too much notice of you. At least, not at first."

Harley sighs, maybe she's right, "By the way, guess who I talked to today!"

Harley's cheerful tone could only mean one thing, "Joker?" Ivy says with a bit of sourness in her voice. How she can be in love with that lunatic is beyond me.

"You know it!"

"So what did he want?"

Harley grinned widely, turning to look at Ivy, "He wanted to let me know how proud of me he is! He said that if I can succeed in getting rid of Nightwing, he'll-he'll-" Harley's excitement was bubbling over to the point of incoherence.

"He'll what, Harley?"

"He said he'll marry me!" Harley proclaims as tears of joy begin streaking down her cheeks.

Of all the nonsense, why would he do that to the poor girl, Ivy thinks. "I'm happy for you sweetheart, I really am. But honestly, I think he may just be having some fun with you."

"Correction," Harley replies, "I'll be having some fun with him, if you know what I mean!" Harley winks at her friend.

Rolling her eyes, Ivy says, "Gee, I wonder whatever that is you're talking about. Did he say where he is?"

Harley cocks her eyebrows up, "Well, that is top secret information known only to a select few my dear. Only he and I know where is."

"Fine, keep your secrets then."

Hugging Ivy tightly, Harley makes her way out of her bedroom. Grabbing an apple she plops down on the couch in the living room. Ivy follows and sits next to her. Harley munches her apple a bit, trying to remember all the stages of her plan. First we get to Gotham Grocery, then we set up our samples of the New Joke Bombs Cereal, once our samples are gone we have our little slaves take hostages. Batman and Nightwing arrive, then BOOM! Our trap is sprung and we get Nightwing to have a sample of the cereal. "Almost fool proof," she says aloud.

"What, you're plan?"

"You know it doll! I think it's one that even Mr. J would be proud of!" The dreamy look of a schoolgirl crosses Harley's face as she thinks about her love once more.

Ivy decides to test out the plan, "OK, so what happens if Batman shows up by himself?"

"If he shows up by himself, then we drug him."

"But how will you get to Nightwing?"

"We'll tell Batman that Nightwing is out to get me," Harley takes another bite of apple, "you're forgetting, this stuff is potent. It can turn any man into my slave."

Ivy nods, "What happens if you run out of the free samples of your cereal?"

"We won't. We laced about four boxes worth of Nutty Buddies Cereal with my toxin."

OK, so maybe she does know what she's doing, "Who are you targeting with your samples?"

Harley gives Ivy a look, and bends over slightly to show off her cleavage, "Who do you think?"

"You'll certainly get plenty of guys' attention like that."

Harley takes another bite of apple and chews, she really thinks I don't know what I'm doing, does she? She winks at Ivy, "Don't worry, I've got all contingencies accounted for."

"So if Gotham's finest show up, what then?"

Harley laughs, "Come on, since when has a little thing like the police ever stopped me? I have my weapons in my knapsack."

Ivy smiles, "You certainly have put a lot of thought into this. For your sake dear, I hope you do well, I'd hate to see you get carted away to Arkham."

Harley's eyes widen for a moment, Arkham, I hadn't thought about going there again. I spent such a long time there between working with Joker and then as a patient myself. I can't end up there, I know what I'm doing. If things break down, I bust out my gun and party gags and make a break for it. Besides, by the time the police get there, I'll already have a horde of people at my command, and perhaps Nightwing too!

Pulling out her cell phone, Harley begins to dial her friend, Jess Terrance. "Gotta give Jester a call, excuse me for a moment Ivy."

Ivy nods, "Take your time, I've got all day."

Ivy listens to Harley's conversation, "Hiya Jester! Are you ready?...Good, we'll be meeting at Gotham Grocery in about an hour...No! Don't wear your costume, we're going as normal looking ladies. Which reminds me, we're trying to attract guys, wear something slutty...Yeah, that'd be perfect! OK, see you there! Bye love!"

Harley's eyes light up as she ends the call, "It's so nice when a plan starts to come together!"

Ivy smirks, "I know what you mean. It's even better if it's executed with precision and perfection!"

"And that's exactly what's going to happen today."

Ivy reaches over and hugs her friend, "I'm so proud of you dear. Today you'll become a true criminal. You're plan might be a bit silly, but you definitely know what you're doing. If you need me, you know where I'll be."

Shaking her head, Harley says, "Don't worry, I'll be fine! I won't need any backup on this one. I'm fine with this plan. I think I've got all the possible scenarios down. There's no way I'll fail."

"I'm sure you won't," Ivy says, just don't go calling in favors from Joker, you need to do this alone dear. You're so much better without him.

"Besides, if things should take a turn for the worse, I've got Mr. J on speed dial."

Of course she does, Ivy thinks, oh well, the poor girl needs her crush I suppose. "Just be careful."

Harley pushes herself off the couch and walks over to the windows. Staring out at the streets of Gotham below, she twirls one of her pigtails. This will be my day. I'll get Nightwing, Batman will be made a fool of, and I'll finally have my Mr. J. The sun twinkles off the glass of all the buildings, the day is coming to a close, night is when bats fly.

"I have a really good feeling this time. Things are going to work out."

Ivy smiles at Harley's self assured attitude, "Good. Just don't get too ahead of yourself, take everything one step at a time today."

Harley nods, "What is it the head coach of the Gotham City Knights always says?"

"I don't know, you know I don't like sports."

"'One game at a time.' That's what he says! Well, tonight, it's one step at a time for Harley." Smiling widely again, she rushes to grab her knapsack.

"Good luck!" Ivy says as Harley heads for the door, she blows her a kiss.

"Thanks! Keep the TV on, I'm going to be the top story tonight!" Harley winks at Ivy as she turns and leaves. This is going to be one helluva night.