Harley Quinn & Birkhoff
Harley loved the way he relaxed around her. It was nearly visible, the way he nearly just went bony seeing her. "Hey." She put the corsage on her wrist, "Thank you, doll baby, you don't look so bad yourself." Harley put one arm around his shoulder and pulled herself close to him. "I wanted to dance but you look so good I want to find a backseat somewhere." She was joking, she knew he wouldn't approve of having sex in a "stolen" car.