[ She had to wonder if she was even anything like the Harley he knew, since he was so different from the Joker she knew. Tapping a gloved finger to that dark painted plush lower lip thoughtfully. What a curious, curious thing. ]

That's sweet, but a girl like me can handle herself. [ Mostly... Harley tries, anyway. ] Plus, you and I aren't exactly on the same side of this coin, are we?