"Yes, but you always go after the most obvious targets." she sniffs and takes a drink. "Please, Crane. If you're that good give me a challenge." She leans in a little. "I'll bet you cannot scare the Clown."
Harley let go of Ivy after a minute, "And I am totally not going to give you your fear-on," she said to Crane looking down at her drink, thinking of Mistah J.
And the last time she had run off and come back. She was so staying with Pammy tonight. "No one can scare Mistah J... he's perfect."
Crane smiles. "Who's to say I haven't scared him?" The grin fades. "However, the Joker is so insane as to make traditional measurements of fear completely impractical in terms of recording his reactions. It is quite rare indeed for his reactions to fear to be completely normal... and those few times I have seen it, it has involved the Bat."
He represses a small internal shudder.
"Why, judging from his reactions, you wouldn't think him even slightly frightened by the idea of his 'true love' getting carved into pieces by a scythe."
All Crane's talk of 'skin peeling' and 'scythe cutting' made Harley uncomfortable. So, the Riddler's statement earned him a big, friendly smile. "Thank you! Yeah, what he said," she said making a face at Crane.
"So you don't talk to me like you're one of my old teachers or something."
"I think you'll find that the Batman is quite happy to give you an unaccredited degree in fear, anytime you care to cross his path. Personally, I've never found him that frightening - he's just another puzzle to unravel. A challenge."
"Do we have to talk about him?" Harley asked. "He's the reason everything always goes wrong. I don't like him. One day, Mistah J and I will get him, you'll see. We'll have the last laugh."
She thought about that with a grin as she took another drink, "Or me and Pammy here could do it. 'Cause we have girl power."
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And the last time she had run off and come back. She was so staying with Pammy tonight. "No one can scare Mistah J... he's perfect."
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He represses a small internal shudder.
"Why, judging from his reactions, you wouldn't think him even slightly frightened by the idea of his 'true love' getting carved into pieces by a scythe."
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"You're being rude, Dr. Crane. Harleen's one of us, you shouldn't be practicing your Lecter routine on her."
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"So you don't talk to me like you're one of my old teachers or something."
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Still, he relaxes his menacing posture.
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As her major had been abnormal psychology. She was smart. When she wanted to be. Right now, she chose instead to get a refill on the bubble sugar pop!
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She thought about that with a grin as she took another drink, "Or me and Pammy here could do it. 'Cause we have girl power."