"Hi," he answered, greeting her with a big grin and a wave as he walked closer. She was pretty, prettier than she'd looked in the pictures, even (though in most of them she'd been wearing a costume of some sort, like the other lady) and he felt obscurely guilty for noticing that, when he had Lana to think about, and maybe, kinda, Chloe, too. "So, um. This place is pretty weird, huh? How long have you been here?"
...He really, really hoped he wasn't supposed to be fighting her, too, actually. That would definitely suck. And hopefully Harley wouldn't actually try to... cause crime, or whatever, or hurt anyone.