Harley wrinkled her nose and pursed her lips in Mark's direction, resisting the urge to stick her tongue out at the bitter man. "Can't a gal come out for ice cream without playing twenty questions?" With that, the look softened and she managed to be all smiles once more.
"Ya sure ya don't wanna stick around? Me and the Riddler are gonna be puttin' on a good show. You should stay and watch! Or help! Well, probably not help," she added quickly, knowing that Eddie did not want the spotlight taken off of him. "If you're not stayin' in Gotham, then where are ya goin'?"