The sonic assault was followed with something Harley referred to as a "glomp." Joker's leg slid back to keep her from toppling them over and onto the ground. The package quivered with a growl.
"Now, now.." The clown began in a voice barely more than a whisper. He moved in a slow circuit around Harley after she came to a stop. A gloved hand reached up to stroke her head slowly in what seemed to be an affectionate gesture. "Where would the fun be in simply telling you, Harley my dear?"