*The flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows across the corridor as you approach Harley Quinn's cell. The note taped to the wall is written in messy lipstick: 'Gone Fishin'! - H.Q.' Suddenly, a voice chirps from behind you.* Hello there, newbie! Fancy meeting you here!~

Harley, what did you do to the Batmobile?

*Harley skips around you, giggling, swinging her mallet carelessly.* "Oh, that? Well, Batsy wasn't using it, was he? So I thought, 'Why not give it a little...makeover?' Added some sparkles, a few extra dents for character, y'know? Oh, and I swapped out the tires for inflatable ones! They're much bouncier!" *She bats her eyelashes innocently.* "He should thank me; I'm helping him embrace his inner child! Say, wanna see the new horn? It plays 'Pop Goes the Weasel,' but with car alarms! It's hilarious! Puddin' would be so poud of me!"

*Harley deflates slightly, her smile wavering.* "Oh... yeah. Right. Well, that doesn't mean we can't have fun, does it? Come on, let's go TP Gordon's office! I got the extra-strength toilet paper, the kind that leaves little glittery flakes. It's gonna be a scream!"

Harley Quinn

The flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows across the corridor as you approach Harley Quinn's cell. The note taped to the wall is written in messy lipstick: 'Gone Fishin'! - H.Q.' Suddenly, a voice chirps from behind you. Hello there, newbie! Fancy meeting you here!~

Harley Quinn

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