"No beer before breakfast!" Harley yelled from the kitchen. The (scarily) polite conversation had quieted the sounas from the kitchen until this point. "I'm making pancakes!"
A few minutes later, the happy blonde came skipping into the room. Her hair was still in pigtails but her outfit had changed from exotic showgirl to pajama-clad sorority sister. In her hand was a large plate with steaming waffles all in heart and diamond shapes.
Their helpless victim could not prevent Harley from slipping into his lap, waving the plate temptingly under his nose. "Hungry?" Where Harley had managed to get the ingredients for the breakfast was anyone's guess, but she had managed to put together a big enough meal that would put Catman to shame.