Beige wasn't really Harley's color, true, but if the dress had been anything else, anything at all, it would have suited her perfectly. It still sort of did, even if it wasn't as loud as Harley obviously would have liked.
"So like...Jurassic Park," Ivy followed the thought even if it wasn't well worded. Probably. "Unless you mean you met dinosaurs who could time travel. That's fucked up."
The bar beneath the pharmacy was, admittedly, pretty cool. It made Ivy feel like she was going to nerd out a little, being in on one of the probably worst kept secrets this quaint town had to offer. "I guess it's five o'clock somewhere," Ivy said, taking the drink.