She threw herself into a back flip, not exactly wanting to test out the bullet proofing on her corset and bodysuit. "What is your obsession with him?" she asked, honest curiosity in her voice. "You're free, you have a chance to just go and yet you always hang around Gotham, calling Batman out, trying to get his attention."
She twisted, firing off a cartridge from her stun gun, trying to get him down. "Are you in love with him? I always thought you were straight because you know...Harley."
It was something that had always bugged her brain, a question she couldn't answer (which for a Nigma was a bad thing). She wasn't sure Joker would tell her his version of the truth or spin some story, but she would take anything, simply because it was bugging the crap out of her!