Harley was watching as Ivy came walking up. Intently. As if she could somehow peer into her brain see what was going on in that noggin of hers.
She couldn't, of course. Definitely a good thing, because that sort of power would absolutely go to Harley's head. "No, no wild animals. Well. Maybe wild animals? Hard to tell. Looks like a dusty ol' town. And I bet they have some sweet antique jewelry stores." Not that they'd be antiques to the people who lived there.. Unless this was one of those fake old towns that they used for reenactments. Wouldn't that be a sad twist?
Either way, Harley wouldn't immediately pounce on the subject she was itching to ask about. Despite the fact that she wanted to know - badly - it was horribly invasive and a bit of a downer subject. So they'd get to it. Sooner rather than later. Harley held the front door open for Ivy, letting her exit first and - oh. Oooh. Harley's eyes grew wide with wonder, her heart fluttering in her chest.
"Ivy.. your clothes! They changed! You look beautiful! I mean, I mean you're always beautiful. But those are just.. wow!"