"I needed you to stay away from me," Pam muttered, leaning against one of the windowed walls. "But I guess there's no helping it..." She gave Harley a once over. Her excitement was completely uncalled for, but wasn't that the way she'd always been?
"I don't need your help with anything. I have no master plans. I've been pruned is simply the best way of putting it...I wanted out early on my last stint at Arkham, so I made a deal with the devil. My freedom for my service. And my employer has a strict no crime policy."