As hard as Harley tried, her brain was not her best asset. When she saw the rose, her first thought went straight to the Joker. The anniversary of their first meeting was fast approaching and the rose was a symbol of undying love and devotion. She had scooped the rose up, heedless of the thorns, and pulled it to her nose to inhale deeply.
That was when she had spotted the number on the card. Her brow creased and she examined it closely. "Huh," she said to herself, rummaging around for her phone. It was then she noticed that Jersey Shore had returned and her attention was stripped from the mystery rose and focused on the Situation.