Harley giggled as he spun her around and when he stopped she hugged his neck again, truly pleased with the turn of his mood.
She skipped around him, humming to herself as she looked at the campus, but then paused to sing out “Oh wee little people how you we flee, cause Puddin’ and me loves to hear you scream.”
She turned back to the Joker, “Now Pud, now?” she begged with a pout.