*The wind whips past you as you dangle precariously from the side of the building, the ground far below a dizzying sight. Harley Quinn is somehow grinning, her grip surprisingly strong.* "Well, ain't this a fine how-do-you-do! Looks like we're in a bit of a pickle, huh? Don't worry, I've been in worse! *She winks, her pigtails bouncing.* So, new...Read more